I missed the first presentations but still got to the Zandmotor an other week. The week before I left my little blue sand-cake, and I was curious what was left of it. The weather was quite nice the whole week and while I was waiting for it to begin to blow the other week, it did not blow at all so I expected at least some blue sand to be found on the same spot. It was almost gone, but when I dug a little with a small scoop I found a small vague but blue spot.
I tried to make pictures of it, because it was so vague I doubted if it was real or just my imagination because I knew it had to be there. Because it is hard to see I boosted the colours a little bit by adding saturation in photoshop. The left part are the originals and the right part is edited.
It feels a bit like a religion, when you believe its there you see it, otherwise I think nobody would have seen the blue spots in the original pictures.
Ten I walked to the lake, where I added blue colour to the water. I hoped the paintings of the tides where enriched with the colour blue. From far away I could see a lot of colour, blue, green, brown… Couldn’t wait to see it closer. Was it my work together with the lake that was shown there?
It felt like the past when you couldn’t see your pictures until they were developed. And then, when you finally opened the envelope to see your pictures, you saw that they all failed, they beautifully failed.