A meditation on nature and human intent

This photo contains the grace of growth and the grace of human-conceived form. Both exist in the harmony of a domestic environment, which is "uncreated" in the sense that it is not self-conscious. It is "thrown" into place with the energies of a spirit moving against the limits of its confinement, in its body, in its walls, in its day and night. The flowers purify form with color, and clarify time with shape. The dealy-bob of bent wire and scrap brass outside the window animates with the wind, a kind of dialog, which remembers the artist who made it long past mortality.