an inner seasonal glow

Seen inside a street scene that would seem to hover between dimensions, a mountain as a reflection within a reflection becomes an inspiration.


If that were a starfield pattern within fractal framework would oil spills on tarmac make one see inside the design.


With a kiss and a wink of an eye a tree spirit comes alive inside this eye as it passes.


With just a hint of former vibrancy a tree branch fresh with snow exudes an inner seasonal glow.


Repeating patterns with minor imperfections still convey the shape of sound as recurring faces.


Compositionally speaking the correct line in the perfect place will speak louder and force the perception to a calculated point.