Friday, August 31, 2007

Cabbage Rose

I could tool roses all day. Every day. There's such a method to the folds and peeling back the layers of the feels religious, like discovering God is in nature. Lately all the work I am doing feels so reverent, because it's all nature-inspired.
I need a Pennsylvania wooded hillside and an afternoon. I would just sit really still and watch things live.

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