Land and sea,
Light and dark,
And peace and chaos,
Lies a world we think we know, or do we really?
We quickly label everything and rarely stray from its given designation. Until we look, really look at something does it unveil its complexity and seamless transmutation into something other.
It is that other I am drawn to.
Discovering the other is better than walking down the stairs Christmas morning to a roomful of glittering gifts. The other is the ultimate gift, the reward for having persistence to see.
On a recent visit to Provincetown I found more than sand and sea. I found the warp and weft of light and texture. It was difficult to see sand for sand, or water for water, for the interplay of the two created the other.
Life is in constant flux. It is in that flux that labels disappear, and new identities emerge.
Welcome the flux.
Live in color,
An image alone sometimes feels insufficient, that’s where Musings come in. A space where words and images come together to tell the story.
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