#588: Spring Swamp

"look! the horizon bisects an emerging circle!"
that is what i saw when i took made this image on a walk in the woods outside denton, texas.

oak, flood, sun, decomposition.

breathless, uncertain about the reality of the sudden vision,
i steal a moment and put it in a box.
who gets to say in what way we get to experience our art?

q. who mediates those moments?
a. muse.

thank you Rachel, lover of life, magpies, and for your overarching vision.

i want to make a big print of this image, on paper, and hang it in a quiet room- so i can remember the day a swamp suffused it's vision upon me.

or hang it in the bathroom: as a metaphor for a bowel.