Time, Space, Nature, Zen. These strands that seemed to create a loosely woven design of lines, were like a waving flag of invitation to me. How could I pass this small micro world by?
There is power, in the Line.
These filament lines, floating on the surface of the pond are like a treasure trove for the imagination. And a simple, peaceful contemplation.
Blissfullness, Just to sit and gaze for a moment.
I love the interwoven lines, the monochromatic palette, the intensity of dark within the image, speckles like stars, the overall sense of harmony.
Zen and so Wabi Sabi.
Wabi Sabi –
nothing is perfect,
nothing is finished
and nothing is permanent.