Interconnected Limbs, Pysht Basin, November 2010
The background blackness is no exaggeration, neither is the wan monochromatic treeline. It could represent any season out here, but it is fall, very cold and very dry. I liked the Escherian loop of the branches, and the spatial discord of the tree clusters. It’s not immediately clear what is in front of what.
There is fluid subtlety in most of the woods out here. Walking down a forest line, the patterns repeat but like the tides they are the same and very different. There is an animation supplied by my own movement and darting glances, trying to pick out patters and shapes, augmented by the zoetropic margins of the larger boughs. Like with tide watching, it’s easy to spend hours ‘waiting’ for cool patterns to emerge.