Do you know what fascinates me in my visual world? Patterns. Here is an image I made last weekend, when I was passing by a small island of young aspen trees:
Do you know what fascinates me even more? Breaking patterns. Just seconds after I made the image above I noticed another island of young aspen trees with one tree bent and still having leaves breaking the pattern of bare trunks:
When I listen to music Bach wrote, I hear life and death, love and hate, triumph and tragedy, all wrapped up into something that’s usually almost simple enough to be completely vapid. (Jesu Joy of Man’s Desiring is a good example.) Bach liked to establish a simple pattern, and then break it. So, you seem to be in good company. 😉
Lovely photos, by the way!
Thanks for such poetic comment.