“While we have the gift of life, it seems to me the only tragedy is to allow part of us to die - whether it is our spirit, our creativity or our glorious uniqueness.”
This handful of grapes represents sunshine and earth and hard work to me. I can't take it for granted. I need to respect all that went into the making of this fruit.
I imagine running my hand over this texture. The weave creates a vibration in my hand that moves through my arm like a guitar string. I see music in this image.