In Getaria, a town shaped by tides and long departures, the shoreline unfolds in baked clay. Palms lean into blue. A canoe cuts through water. Monsieur & Madame walk the sand in patterned calm, figures of passage, not of leisure. This isn’t paint, but ceramic bas-relief, set into the wall with the patience of craft: a journey made permanent. In a village that has always looked outward, movement isn’t imagined. It’s remembered, fixed in glaze and rhythm.