Delicate ethereal, this softly blooms. A pale blush against a gentle visage, hints of a time gone by. Nostalgia’s path we wander down.
For a moment, lost in time; for a moment sweet memories entwine.
Delicate, ethereal. This softly blooms.
My time, back in Sydney – amidst the old familiar terrain, places, people and ambience has come to an end. I’ve returned to Perth. It is an odd sense of Wabi Sabi I feel, in the context of life rather than Art.
Wabi Sabi what is it? A Japanese way of thinking about art.
In short, Wabi Sabi has 3 basic principles: nothing is permanent; nothing is perfect; nothing is finished. And this, so aptly describes Monday Morning.