most of his words are marked
by a red pen, he learns more from
rockpools and sunsets, from a wind that
whistles through leaves in the wood
~ your gift is right here ~
in the fallen trees, sharing
deep meaning without written words
from nature, for nature
your soul can grow while it’s healing
© Xenia Tran
If you are new to the Puente form you can see an earlier example with a brief explanation in last week’s post Presence, featuring Frank Bruce’s epitaph.
Those of you who have been following the blog for many years may recognise the Frank Bruce Sculpture Trail from our earlier post Evanescent.
Frank Bruce (1931 – 2009) was dyslexic, left school at the age of thirteen and later became a self-taught artist. He insisted that his art should always be available to everybody free of charge and that his sculptures should be allowed to decay and return to nature.
Wishing you all a happy Monday and peaceful start to the week,
with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Settings: f/4 – 1/1000 s – ISO 560, f/4.5 – 1/1250 s – ISO 450 and f/4 – 1/1250 s – ISO 500.
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