There is human time and there is wild time…….
Clarissa Linkola Estes
This morning it’s wild time. A slow motion sunrise, where nature’s spinners have draped everything in layers of lace.
Barely present. Fragile and momentary.
Later when the day fully arrives, dew drops are blow dried from the faces of leaves. Webs disappear into the foliage and this sleepy photographer is re-absorbed into the human world.
Back in human time I’m reading Wabi-Sabi for Artists, Designers, Poets and Philosophers by Leonard Koren.
“Wabi-sabi (a Japanese philosophy) is a beauty of things imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete. It is a beauty of things modest and humble. It is a beauty of things unconventional.”
I remember when I started this blog my tagline was “celebrating the ordinary and the everyday in a place where nothing much happens.” I must be a wabi-sabi photographer (of an Irish rural variety maybe?) as every page of this carefully crafted book feels like a comfortable old pair of slippers…….
So I am re-inspired to sink into the elusive and the mysterious. To believe again that beauty can be coaxed out of ugliness. That in the wild time and the human time there is always space for perfect imperfection.