Par Avion [ 13.06.2008 – Festival Internationale des Jardins,
Jardin 28: Nordic Dreams
The last thing I noticed was the wild strawberry. Hard to see such small reds against bluegreen spruce, 3 white chairs, the rough-hewn log wall, faded Danish panorama. This sky can’t exist under French sky, where all distinctions blur in a unified field of gray. Only red & white, chair & wood keep the color. A space so tight, I must see everything stapled to me —— not stacked, attracted, collapsible.
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