The dizzying encounter of sea and blackberry.

A memory of late summer: iodine on the lips, fingertips stained purple.
The vertigo of standing before the ocean, the invigorating North wind.

An unexpected accord unfolds: salted rock, caressed by the tangy fruit of blackberry and swept by sea spray. Pebbles warmed by the sun, resting on a base of mineral roses.

The mineral sap.