'Landscape is a portion of the earth's surface
that can never be comprehended in a glance...
A rich and beautiful book
that is always open before us...
We have but to learn to read it...'
roses...
light heat...
old landscapes.
trains, tourists, trivia
bridges, claims
and pelicans...
blood stained
broken memories
embedded in old prison cells...
heritage...
garden...traces
reminiscence
moulded like stones in a wall...
searching for the present
nowscape...
drawing on country
catching the filtered
sublime
with what it is to refine
cloud soujourns...
light escapes...
old structures...
desert, ocean, lake
interface...
homeland.
'Any landscape is a condition of the spirit..'
