Naure as Curator and Artist in Residence:
The beaches of the Sound of strewn with drift wood. On this quiet Sunday afternoon, observing the large trees and the bits of branches lying on the beach, I was struck how beautiful the abstract pieces are ~ even at the end of a trees life cycle it is indeed a 'thing of beauty'..
Every tree has its own tale. I wonder in which forest did it reach maturity; what storm brought it down, how long did it float before coming to rest in this spot? A silent story.
The careless hand of nature's sculptor at work...