. I’ve developed a certain habit, of taking ordinary pics and playing with them until they are entirely unrecognizable, but speak to me somehow. If you let yourself think along certain lines, it’s an enjoyable game ~ and the images are unpredictable, often quite beautiful, sometimes surprisingly enlightening. You just let your consciousness drift, stare at the image with a partially focused gaze, and expect words and related images to drop into your mind. Underneath #undernea
.. You never know when something you have said or done plants a seed in another’s mind, ready to bear fruit in the future. It’s too easy to just get mired in habit, to say what’s expected, to act as if the moment isn’t important. Planting a Seed In Moonlight
just beyond the mind’s
It has to do with seeds.
The earth’s insomnia.
The garden going on
needing no one
to watch it
not even the moon.
…….~ Lorna Crozier, from The Garden Go
It’s hard not to take things a little too seriously sometimes. You know what I’m talking about~those dark nights of the soul where you despair of ever being a good enough artist to meet your own exacting standards, or you’re good enough but despair of being noticed, or you are being noticed but despair of having the time to make enough art to pay the mortgage, or you are just practicing getting into despair because, well, they say it’s a necessary ingredient for producing rea