A sunny winter day. A perfect time for a long overdue date with my camera. Not because I have an idea for a project, or because I “should make meaningful images”. Just to have fun, play hide and seek with the light ( the light does the hiding, I gladly do the seeking part). The arboretum it filled with families soaking in the sun, dogs enjoying their walk. A million birds, heard but not seen take care of the music. The wind and light paint fleeting art on the surface of the water. Everyday magic.
“Sometimes since I’ve been in the garden I’ve looked up through the trees at the sky and I have had a strange feeling of being happy as if something was pushing and drawing in my chest and making me breathe fast. Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us. In this garden - in all the places.”
