Blending the soft with the straight, framing the movement can speed the flow. The eye can encompass but a part. The whole is created from the sum total of the instances, and then we fill in the missing parts within the mind. Suggest what may be and the eye-mind will complete the picture. The garden becomes a space of music for the senses; eyes to taste with, the hands to scent, the tongue to see form beyond form. To imagine the unknowable.
Hide and reveal, opening and closing, showing and hiding, creating rhythm, and the beats of the cymbal snaps pulsing. Flow is dance, being alive is dance, recognising this is to dance whilst becoming into Self. Within the landscape is created. Paths take us somewhere, transitions of being here to being there. Arriving somewhere.
The long view plays against detail that draws the eye into emotion and feeling. The heart runs, stretches out as time becomes a factor. Being drawn out it follows a defined path, a determination, an intention to be somewhere. To find an identity through the movement through time and space.
|all photos private garden, Cheshire, England.|
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