I’m thinking about slowing down, normally associated with ‘getting old’ – check – but in this instance taking more time to really look.
The artwork is slow-burn and needs ‘different’ eyes to process its qualities (which are partly about just being there). 129 more words
When I was a little girl I remember thinking that my backyard was this vast landscape, with rolling hills and lots of trees and such. Now that I’m older, and much taller (thank God) I can easily see that this is not the case. 119 more words