I waited a bit too long to shoot this red tulip blossom. It sat on my desk and slowly dried out. And I have to say, I’m quite pleased about that.
A worn paint brush on a (mostly) white painted canvas.
Only a few millimeters across, this is a tiny curl from the shoot of a pea pod. I love how something so small can be so truly wonderful and graceful.
“To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour.”
— William Blake
“Inspiration is highly overrated. If you sit around and wait for the clouds to part, it’s not liable to ever happen. More often than not, work is salvation.”
While trying (and failing) to create some sort of folded/creased sculptures, I happily discovered this composition of crossing lines on one of the discarded pieces of paper.
“Man cannot aspire if he looked down; if he rise, he must look up”
“The human body has two ends on it: one to create with and one to sit on. Sometimes people get their ends reversed. When this happens they need a kick in the seat of the pants.”
“Love is a naked shadow, on a gnarled and naked tree”