Thursday, January 8, 2015
Thoughts from Places || Ma & Negative Space ||
I am so obsessed by the intricacy, the intensity of
. Of negative space.
I am so obsessively consumed with the way the brown-and-white spotted branches of trees arc upwards to make doorways through the night-garden and into the stars.
I find myself so defined by the movement taking place in my head after any given moment.
Negative space, nothing, leaves room for things to grow. Like the plants we see taking over cracks in the concrete. Taking things back.
Negative space leaves room for things to become.
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