Faces are lined. Whether it’s my own, or someone else’s or, something else entirely.
The lines may be big sweeping bold strokes upon that canvas.
Or they may be gossamer threads barely seen.
The Face of a River
The face we view is filled with lines.
Those lines are Charming. Craggy.
Full of Character.
Thats what make each face, of a river unique.
Special. and unforgettable.
One Of a Kind
The Face of something is not just another face, to my way of thinking.
I look for the lines……
that mark the creation as unique.
A view, peering straight down.
At the river far below and the massive boulders and rock faces lining the gorge walls in their sheer drop.
Its a misleading photograph, that ‘fools the eye’ and ‘flattens’ the scene into a near abstract design. So lovely.And Precarious.
A One of a kind creation.
So many faces yet to come!
I’ll be busy for quite some time with the Kalbarri, W.A. (Western Australia) adventures.
What I learned:
Each petal, every wave, every sunset, every river… each city, And person.
Has a Unique, Face.
That is filled with so many incredibly gorgeous lines.
I must – Take More Time
To fill my days with wonder and magic, as a child does.
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Zen Bones of Time,
Zen Beautiful Findings,
3 Faces of the Day Watercolor’s way with ‘The Day’
Kalbarri Trail Travel Australia, Inspirations