Many Lithuanian and international writers, painters and other artists had found their inspiration here. Some of them had made the natural miracle called Baltics their Muse. You walk along the seemingly endless white seaside and allow your thoughts to fly free with the wind. Nothing else exists at that moment. Only you and the Baltics. And just like that, you glance back and see that the footprints you just left on the sand are already gone. Windy sand dunes and sea water are rewriting their white story every day. And only some precious pieces of golden amber are blinking their brown eyes reminding of themselves. On the ground, a unique painting is being born – it is both the same and so very different every day.