MIDNIGHT GREEN // About thirteen years ago I sat in class of my former school and looked out of the window. It was spring then, everything was blossoming or standing in prosperous, juicy, lush green. Not a sunny day, more like one of these rare greyish days in spring, dusky and mystical, gentle and soft with mild temperatures, where a invisible layer of otherwordlyness and mystic seemed to was woven into the air.
My thoughts went drifting as one particular tree caught my eyes attention. It was a young tree, maybe ten years old. The way it was wheighing in the wind, the way its green was speaking to me, which was more of a song than a dialogue, got me kind of hypnotized. I sank into deeper thoughts about the interplay I just perceived in light and shadow, in form and shape, in movement and color, sank into deeper internal processing. Suddenly, while gazing into the mesmerizing color and the magical movement of the leaves, I had to imagine how it must feel if one was able to 'drink' that green, to inherit it, to get flooded by it, to get drunk by it. To be fulfilled by nothing but this green lushness. In the moment I thought about it - I felt it, I drank it, I flooded my self with it.That's one of the most interesting aspects of life to me - to enter a reality by just thinking about it, to expand your mind and enter your very own new doors of perception through the conscious expansion of your physical senses and the right use of the underestimated power of human imagination.
Photograph: 'Midnight Alocasia' from my series 'Earth Structures' from 2016. Shot in the US. - 5 hours ago