September 28, 2009. Out for lunch and I came across nature doing what it does, asserting itself into the spaces left open for it, reminding us how easily it can move back in. Here, continuing the prongs of tar between cracked cement, encircling that tiny bit of cement, adding contrast to it and creating an unbroken line back and beneath the wall that separates it from the forces of man and building. Quiet, unassuming, soft moss. It covers over the hardness of our urban materials.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Moss on Park Row
September 28, 2009. Out for lunch and I came across nature doing what it does, asserting itself into the spaces left open for it, reminding us how easily it can move back in. Here, continuing the prongs of tar between cracked cement, encircling that tiny bit of cement, adding contrast to it and creating an unbroken line back and beneath the wall that separates it from the forces of man and building. Quiet, unassuming, soft moss. It covers over the hardness of our urban materials.
