“So come to the pond,
or the river of your imagination,
or the harbor of your longing,
and put your lips to the world.
-Mary Oliver, Red Bird
Once this collapses, the rocks will be mostly lost forever at the bottom of a deep murky pool to the left. I almost didn’t risk placing the rocks on the edge like this because all three are exceptionally beautiful.. but, then again, i never got to where i’m at without a sort of “Carpe Diem” approach to this whole gravity glue thing. why should i care if the rocks disappear…? and worse, not documenting the moment… ?
i’ve learned that it’s better to let go and ‘run with it’, despite how uncertain the outcome. so i did without fear of loss. and everything worked out better than i anticipated… which usually seems the case in such scenarios. <3