Life persists despite any attempt on our part. There is no way to bend Nature, and it is just because we are Nature. Our affronts will be punished, and the flowers will once again establish their perfumed tyranny .
This morning, as I was on my way to do my homework, I came across this felled tree in the middle of the road. I've seen it before, but I think I'm taking more time to look at it now. There are a few sprouts standing between pieces of asphalt. For them the tree is still alive, and they feed on its severed branches .
What does this abandoned specimen transmit to you? Can you perceive life overcoming death? Any opinion or comment do not forget to share them. Remember that art is nourished through dialogue and dialectics. I hope you like the photos, see you in a future publication! .
