
Ah, the sun. Here, you can see it leaving its molten body for a day in the sky. The colour shift indicates a change in mood. It’s not that at night it […]
Ah, the sun. Here, you can see it leaving its molten body for a day in the sky. The colour shift indicates a change in mood. It’s not that at night it […]
The day begins… … and goes on … … as it ends. There might be a “red shift,” but orange doesn’t mess around.
Look how the light of dawn … … draws itself in at sunrise. And then reveals the story of water ,,, … and air. Are not water, air and light one single […]
On the plateau, where land, sky and water are flat, that is to say spread out from a line, like leaves, floating, one lives in the sky. One floats here. One barely […]
At sunrise, the light reflects off empty windows that are set up, nonetheless, for the view. Every night, it’s like this, this loneliness and vulnerability. This emptiness. Don’t worry about me. […]
At first, it appears that all the dawn light is in the sky. But it is also in the mist that rises off the water. Look at how pink it is! The […]
The whole idea of separating life into a taxonomy of species misses connection. A little water, some sage brush hills, a lone siya? and some Douglas firs peaking over from the Head […]
At first, dimness. In the dim world, a loon, which flies, swims and dives (and thus lives in all worlds at once.) This is the shadow world, that moves through all things, […]
A leaf falls in the water. It does not sink. We say it “floats,” but for the leaf below that’s not really it. It’s more like it is gripped by the surface […]
In the morning, we are blinded by fog, which is to say we are blended by it. It’s not that we can’t see out, which is a modern, directional way of thinking, […]