Nothing Stays the Same Walk on a beach in Trinidad, and look up from the surf to the waving palm trees. Come back in a year or two and that first line of palms will be toppled in the surf, because the sea is eroding the island faster than anyone would like to know.
Nothing stays the same.
As the ocean comes ashore, the mud flats where birds look for food will disappear and much of the the fresh water will go the way of the sea. The land and the life that was associated with Trinidad of yesterday will disappear, because nothing stays the same. That's also the way it is with publications. They change with the field in which they exist. This is the first issue in collaboration with the Gestalt Global Corporation.