Sunday, December 19, 2010

New sculptures

Close your eyes, and picture the snow falling off the trees in big clumps, what was that, oh the snow, melting off the houses like rain, icicles where there’s metal. No, wait – open your eyes and watch the sun peer out over all the white, bright, and then clouds again, still bright but softer, and then the light up high but through white, onto white and the sound of the cars through slush in the roads and maybe you start to walk, just to the back of the house but still it feels like an adventure, you want to close the window in your bedroom just a little and the mechanism broke on the inside, maybe from outside, yes it works, and here’s where you see the icicles. Inside again and the snow is falling, dripping from the roof but you wait for another chunk to fall from one of the trees, new sculptures and the way the branches shake.



2 comments:

Campbell B. said...

Wow that's so beautiful! Great photos!

mattilda bernstein sycamore said...

Yay, thank you, Campbell!

Love --
mattilda