I was once given a Valentine rose which didn't decay; no petals dropped, it stayed perfect and static . . . until I grew frightened by it and threw it away.
Yeah that's what the Portrait of Julian Gray was about. But did you see my compost image the other day http://www.flickr.com/photos/sibadd/3603580074/ I don't think it was you Lucy but it might have been - said it looked at first like a Dutch still life...
Your compost is a picture of potential - except do you find the eggshells break down or do they come out the other end more or less as they went in? (Along with the bag element of tea bags?)
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Isn't it fascinating how objects rust and disintegrate.
Apart from my love of the bicycle which draws me to this, your picture reminds me of what my Japanese students taught me about wabi-sabi
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wabi-sabi
Best S
Hello Hermes and Simon.
I like rust. I like the way things change.
I was once given a Valentine rose which didn't decay; no petals dropped, it stayed perfect and static . . . until I grew frightened by it and threw it away.
Lucy
Yeah that's what the Portrait of Julian Gray was about. But did you see my compost image the other day
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sibadd/3603580074/
I don't think it was you Lucy but it might have been - said it looked at first like a Dutch still life...
Your compost is a picture of potential - except do you find the eggshells break down or do they come out the other end more or less as they went in? (Along with the bag element of tea bags?)
Lucy
Here's some at the other end of the process. Not very friable. Unsurprisng after weeks of rain.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sibadd/3769703034/
The eggshells and tea bags definitly disappear
Simon - I think you must have a secret recipe for dealing with eggshells. That, or worms with extra tough teeth.
Lucy
Our worms are 'bad'. Will look at Dorset Digest
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