The voice of forest water in the night, a woman's laughter in the dark,
all things proceeding from the earth to seasons, all things that lapse and change and come again upon the earth--- these things will always be the same, for they come up from the earth that lasts forever.
Only the earth endures, but it endures
Above I ask, "What is beauty?"
Some would say some of my photography is eerie, some might ask, "Why dying flowers?" or say, "What a scary cat!!!!" Did you know she was just taking a luxurious yawn? If you had seen her before and after you would have seen serenity? What some see as daunting, scary, others can see the sublime. I want the velvet dark to enfold me at times and I want the white of a lit room and a gasping tulip, to inspire me. Both have beauty to me.