Our minds need freedom and space to grow. Perhaps that’s why the presence of oceans and open spaces brings happiness and a sense of unity with everything. Or maybe it reminds us that we live on a planet suspended in a loving allowance of the cosmic void.
It’s the cosmos of us.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
It was a crisp, bleak January day at the shores of the Baltic sea. The time to sit by a fireplace, yet here I was… Stepping onto the wide, seemingly endless beach, I went into a different world.
Sun was gently glowing behind the clouds, basking the vastness of space in a gentle gleam. Sea was whispering nearby. Beach sand was unspoiled but a footstep in sight. I had it all to myself.
Art allows me to escape the confines of language and enables the communication of souls. Let me share with you the peace and freedom of this place.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
This photograph was taken when the sun briefly broke through thick clouds on a stern January afternoon. Near-zero degree temperature and punishing sixty kilometres per hour wind ensured the beach was nearly deserted.
Despite warm clothes, I was occasionally shaking. Yet, I felt happy, at peace, in an almost trance state of unity with nature, feeling blessed to be there.
This artwork expresses that uplifting, glorious feeling and tells of the racing sea glowing with warm amber light in my soul.
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