1970-1995 AROUND THE LAKE

Ecological Color: "The Last Lake"

It was the last lake. Strange to think that once, water had flowed freely across the Earth, unnoticed by most. Yet he had always known he was special, with his deep, magnetic hues. Summers were his favorite—filled with the laughter of children playing along his shores.
But everything changed. The heat came like a hammer, turning his banks to dust. The children were long gone, yet he endured. Deep within his core, a small pocket of water persisted. Sometimes, he wondered: who was he holding on for? And so, time passed… endlessly.
One day, he felt a stirring deep in the ground. Light pierced the surface. Machines descended—the remnants of a desperate humanity clawing for survival. They had found him, and his depths began to collapse. He realized, in that moment, that he wasn’t a survivor. He was a resource.
In one final act of defiance, he released the pressure that had built within his depths. The explosion sent torrents of water surging through the human tunnels. In that furious flood, the last lake gave everything it had.
When silence returned, the lake was gone, leaving behind only a thin crust of salt on the stones—and a truth etched in the stillness: it wasn’t the lake that had failed to survive. It was humanity that had failed to protect it.