It is through the poetics of making we see ourselves, a mirror of life and living. Beauty and the perfectly imperfect. Humans atop a turning planet. We are, despite our best intentions, pulled by distractions, and overwhelmed by our minds of concern. The world has become smaller, the macro to micro. It is time that we stopped, not to look, but to see. To surround ourselves with beauty, to pause and reflect. See, what we are seeing. Feel, what we are feeling. Build, a new dream.
“No one sees a flower, really, because to see takes time. Like to have a friend takes time.”