Well I saw a few things that stopped me in my tracks, so I photographed them on my phone. As I’m walking through the woods and spotting more and more, I receive some messages;
The leaves act as springboards when the rain drips off the end, launching whoever may be standing on them into the air.
They brush the wolves’ tails and polish the fox’s nose as they sleep before curling up with them to slumber.
I adore the idea of this, whether my imagination was running away with me I don’t know. I hope not.
As I’m walking home I consider all the photos I’ve taken that I’ve seen a face in, and it reminds me of something I’d seen in the past about an image of Jesus being in someone’s crisps, and it made me think perhaps I’m only seeing what I want to see.
“God is in the Pringles.” Well, yes, I suppose they are. Since everything is connected, the source is in everything. Even the Pringles.
When I got home there was a single feather in the middle of my doorstep. That’s only happenned once before and it was proven to be a sign by the events that surrounded it.
Anyway, here’s some photos, you decide for yourselves.
The first image is a screenshot of some drawings I did based on some photos I’d taken previously that I’d seen things in.