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On the far western shores of Tasmania’s coastline the place known as the “Edge of the World”, a storm thousands of mills in the making is brewing for a coastal assault on this weathered beach. The debris of countless other tempests is strewn all over, creating a natural sculpture park that is constantly being refreshed. Light is fleeting and if you challenge nature here, life can be fleeting too - an escape from the consumer driven rat race for sure, you will never forget how alive you can feel in this place. Scale is crystal clear, and your part in both time and the scene is miniscule.
On the far western shores of Tasmania’s coastline the place known as the “Edge of the World”, a storm thousands of mills in the making is brewing for a coastal assault on this weathered beach. The debris of countless other tempests is strewn all over, creating a natural sculpture park that is constantly being refreshed. Light is fleeting and if you challenge nature here, life can be fleeting too - an escape from the consumer driven rat race for sure, you will never forget how alive you can feel in this place. Scale is crystal clear, and your part in both time and the scene is miniscule.