photo: the tree shows different layers of itself depending on the season. In winter, you can see the tangled complexity of its branches
You will have to follow
the cycle of my seasons
the season of uncertainty,
the cold season
the season of fears
the season of joy
and the hot season
we will go through all these seasons
photo: the dramatic winter skies, Nelson
Your plans for today?
I will listen to the echo of taking-off planes.
when the air is humid and the rain
keeps falling that
will cause the river to overflow.
I will listen to the intimidating wind and
the fragile souls
In fact, my plans for the day
are completely ruined
My feet want to walk
I want to breathe the fresh air
and document the damage
But today, I am trapped inside the house.
Photo: When this tree begins to shed its leaves, one can admire the complexity of the intertwining of its branches, somewhat akin to humans.
Freeing my personality from its unnecessary layers to reach the core of my being is an endless exercise. Discoveries occur in joy, but not exclusively, and surprisingly, most often through the simplest gestures and events of daily life.
*always inspired by Edouard Leve
photo: Nelson. I have just noticed the graceful curves of this tree that seems to bow to passers by and lives just a few dozen metres from our apartment (where we have lived for ten years).
resting your gaze
on the beauty of the world
ending up seeing it
photo: path leading to Wharariki Beach, Golden Bay
We would live there
in the hollow of the valley
to protect ourselves from the world
we would go out sometimes
to visit the solitary tree
upright like wisdom
in sunshine and in rain
we would read its inclinations in its leaves
we would sense life beneath the bark
we would say thank you, though we did not know to whom
