One great thing about the desert is how quickly it can ruin your life. You start walking at the bottom of a sand dune and before you arrive to the other end, the whole world has been destroyed around you, then rebuilt and nothing is quite the same again.
This happens whether you like it or not.
Deserts practice this violent act on you in a variety of ways: some by making an absurd world of sand familiar, some with a slow skin burn that slowly but surely sets your soul on fire. Some do it almost without you even noticing and some do it spraying overwhelming sounds of silence with such hypnotic energy that leave you uncomfortably paralysed.
The trick, then, is finding the right desert for you.
This is no easy task. Souls differ, of course, and it can be confusing to spot the grain of sand you are looking for on the wide sea of the sand dunes in a desert.
A desert, in a way, is like a movie: different every-time you see it; still, it has never really changed, has it?
Here, why don’t you give it a go?
In no particular order, get a car, some road-trip snacks, a friend, or two, drive 45 minutes outside of Cape Town to find a place called Atlantis, get lost.
The last time I went to the desert I saw this: a grain of sand had no idea where the wind was blowing it and why, but while turbulently flying nowhere, the grain seemed to be just fine with it.
Photos Jorge Abian
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