A New Years tradition is to go to the ocean in early light. This year I chose the beach at the foot of the Dallas Road cliffs; those houses in the distance are lining the road and the people are walking along the top of the cliffs, many with their dogs. (Click on the photo to enlarge it, then click again on the background and 'mouse' around to see the details more closely)
This ramp leads down to the beach. Stroll, slowly, with me, and discover what I discovered.
I was focusing on the beach ahead and wondering if it was accessible from this ramp …. but … I caught a glimpse …..
I stopped and stared.
I wonder who carved the face. And when. And how long it took. And if an audience gathered or if the artist worked in solitude.
I did not continue further along to the beach. There was no need.