There are places where time passes slower than others, where distance does not determine space, where sand marks time. The desert teaches you to adapt to the course of the sand, dune after dune, grain, after grain. The sand is the host and we are the guests. Many civilizations have been buried by the sands of time; or maybe by the time of sand. The wind transports the sand slowly, day after day, depositing it where it encounters obstacles or where a dune has already been formed, expanding it and sometimes creating new ones. I like to imagine this process as a dance of nature. Sand, Wind and Time unite to create a superior art form. These places and their memory remain preserved here in these images immortalizing the time and the sands.