We are but a moment in the flow of time…
A beautiful meditation on the land and the objects it shares with us … and time. So much her in both image and word that speaks directly to the searching I continue to do in my land/site based outdoor work.
A lovely way to begin the week.
love of a landscape,
of the dance of light and cloud upon leaden Autumn waters,
of the sway of cotton grass in a playful Summers breeze,
of the cool green air which wisps around your Spring hair,
of the those little details which reveal a world,
of the escape from mundane valley floor,
of soaring rocks, glacial scarred and Winter shattered
raptor and carrion,
your rapture and return…
…. from fragments,
from the hard cold realities….
love of the object,
separated by 5000 years,
joined by a humanity.
Is it too hard to feel…
what it means to acquire,
These partial traces,
with no value…
the waste from
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