"When I arrived, I found rows of utilitarian houses, sleeping in their bed of time, holding the secret of these images. Once left to the unhindered advances of the enormous linear sand dunes rolling back from the sea, the rooms began fillingn up with sand and the very familiar objects of daily living took on a surreal affect.
This place speaks of the intimate relationship between the forces of Nature and de man-made. Abandoned by man, these spaces have benn reclaimed by the wind and the sand, thus reuniting the exterior and the interior once more.
In this place's unrelenting sunlight and howling silence, I found somewhere that proclaims Nature as the final winner. Man's absence is only acknowledged by the endless pluse of the moving dunes"