Today, I looked out over the valley and saw a rim of light lining the hilltops. I reached for my camera and it was gone. But it had been there. That line of light had started this whole journey. The metaphor of line as journey, started through seeing that rim of light on a Welsh hill a few years earlier. It slowly seeped into my being and has formed my journey here. I had started to believe I had imagined it, fancied the idea out of somewhere but today it was there in front of me in my valley.
Monday, 31 August 2009
Rim
Today, I looked out over the valley and saw a rim of light lining the hilltops. I reached for my camera and it was gone. But it had been there. That line of light had started this whole journey. The metaphor of line as journey, started through seeing that rim of light on a Welsh hill a few years earlier. It slowly seeped into my being and has formed my journey here. I had started to believe I had imagined it, fancied the idea out of somewhere but today it was there in front of me in my valley.
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