I have been making a lot of photographs during the last few weeks, but preparation for a new exhibit of assemblages (that opens at the T-Burg GIMME location this coming Thursday) left little time for processing and publication, until today.
The heavy and generous rains have given new life to the little tributary of Taughannock where I like to go and lose myself. A relatively short bike ride away from the permanent static of human affairs is enough to help the brain find its natural rhythm and perceptual capacity. With so much to take in, the "I" can hardly butt-in, and in its absence the imponderable geyser of life takes central stage and quietly unveils its endless treasures.
I hope these small traces encourage you to go out (of) yourself and open up to see life flow undivided, endlessly witnessing and loving itself.
