Night Owl

Sometimes I get so enthralled with the process that a dark, cold creek has little effect on my senses. almost as if i feel warmer in such conditions… my art revolves around the flux of environment. When night falls, the balance often remains. And, as many know, I love documenting my creations in whatever conditions are available in the moment.  almost like a fingerprint of its existence…..

darkness brings a different dimension of energy..Generally making us uncomfortable.. it is normally a signal to go inside. to seek a safer place… so i find it interesting to observe a balance as day transitions to night.. the balance remains. content. it accepts anything and everything, even collapse. although no one can see it sitting there all night in the dark, with its intricate beauty, it remains… seeking no recognition. it sits, alone, in the freezing creek, often to greet the sun when it rises again…

and also returning to the balance the next day, or after any extended period of time… there is also a different energy, as if the balance has undergone a noticeable spell of aging. as if it is in fact wiser through all the conditions it has endured.