I don't know how many times I've walked across
the parking lot outside my home, but it must be somewhere
in the thousands. Just today, for whatever reason,
I finally noticed the way the seeds had fallen into the cracks
in the asphalt. They lay in the fissures, slowly
taking back the Earth. Overlapping, creating a golden
path where the seeds would eventually sprout,
green grasses and little trees reach upward,
sheltered by the twigs.
It looked like maps of the Mississippi, a giant river,
pushing, taking back, exerting its will on man's plan.
5 comments:
Yay! More Speedway Street Art.
You have GOT to exhibit this stuff.
Your idea for your next book is awesome, but perhaps after that a photobook might be in order.
I will print some of these to see how they look enlarged. Of course, I made the dpi smaller for web viewing, but will see how the original images come out.
Who'd want it but us? We can laugh and say, "Look what I found in the middle of the street! Again!" But most will go meh.
Richard Long whose schoolmates MUST have called him Dick) will gnash his teeth and rend his garments in a fit of jealous rage.
http://www.richardlong.org/
That's not fair! He BUILT those! Hahaha.
Then there's Andy Goldsworthy, whose stuff I like even more.
http://ecosalon.com/andy-goldsworthys-amazing-works-of-art/
Yup, but they HAVE to build their's because they don't have your eye.
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