Twisted

twisted

Words just don’t do, really, most of the time. Images work better for me.

thorns

A personal pareidolia.

maizy

More exercise. Less alcohol. Pills? Already on the maximum. Been there for more than four years now. That’s what’s most scary. There’s no slack in the system.

Trees are good too. More trees, particularly taken in conjunction with the dog and the exercise.

sun leaf grass

The Flickr tree pics group has this as its motto:

Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.

– Hermann Hesse, Wandering

For an intravenous dose of arboreality go to this month’s Festival of the Trees which is up now – Taking Root and Bearing Fruit – at Arboreality.

4 Replies to “Twisted”

  1. Re. your first statement about images trumping words… I was thinking about this the other day, feeling guilty that when I don’t have time to write something on the blog, I rely on images instead, and that feels like cheating. “I shouldn’t be so reliant on pictures,” I self-righteously preached to myself.

    And then I wondered about that: really, why should words be “better” than images? Is it because chapter-books are more “grown up” than picture books? If best poetry consists of “no ideas but in things” (which is a belief I personally subscribe to), then why wouldn’t pictures of things be the perfect complement to words about ideas?

    Sorry to turn your blog comment-box into my own personal pulpit, but it’s something I’ve been stewing over.

  2. Lorianne – you can hang out in my comments any time you like!

    In my case I’m acutely aware of how entirely boring, repetitive and self-obsessed the droning of the depressive is. Images are possibly slightly less tiresome for anyone who comes across them.

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