2. Rhythm - Fugue - 9am
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Ansel Adams
"Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better."
As dawn ascends, mist rises like a bridal veil, cloaking the mountains and forests in an ephemeral beauty that transforms the world into a living tapestry. This serene dance contrasts starkly with the cacophony of urban life that emerges by mid-morning—streets bustling with noise, agitation, and relentless motion. In the fields and woodlands beyond the city’s grasp, a slower, healing rhythm offers solace and reconnection to one's inner essence, a meditative antidote to the pace of modernity.
This project captures the dichotomy between these worlds, seeking to evoke a sense of stillness and reflection amid the chaos of contemporary life. It is an invitation to pause, observe, and rediscover the transcendent beauty that lies in nature’s quiet embrace.
From Pied Beauty, 1918- Glory be to God for dappled things —
- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
- For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
- Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
- Landscape plotted and pieced — fold, fallow, and plough;
- And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
- All things counter, original, spare, strange;
- Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
- With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
- He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: