These images are from a diamond mining ghost town in the Namib desert.

This natural installation began 40 years ago when the German miners and their families abandoned this small cluster of homes struggling to remain above the sand. Once left to the unhindered advances of the enormous linear sand dunes rolling back from the sea, the rooms began filling up with sand and the very familiar objects of daily living took on a surrreal affect.

Here in the unrelenting sunlight and the howling silence I found a place that proclaims Nature as the final winner.

Man's absence has been acknowledged by the pulse of the moving dunes.