And from the Heath, we walked into the Bourne Wood.
Almost 50 years ago, I dropped acid (LSD) for the first time. I remember staring at a wooden closet door panel for what seemed like a very long time, seeing amazing things in the pattern and then wondering if it wasn’t just a tad insane to spend long periods gazing at a piece of wood. But you have to admit, there’s lots going on here if you let your mind go…
A fence with some texture in it, receding into the unfocused distance… how many times will I take this picture?
Another over-processed jpeg from 2002.
… and don’t you forget it!
One of many we saw. You may be surprised to learn about the history and purposes of totem poles.
A couple of boring pictures, I guess. I was attracted by the way the wood had been painted the same color as the gravel and the metal cladding had been painted to match the color of the wooden telephone pole. I imagined a series of such pairings but stopped after I saw these two in rapid succession.