From telegraph pole to pylon and more recently many cables have been laid underground.
I have a fascination for some odd things and pylons is one of them. For me they shout extreme art, appear alien and in contrast to nature.
Yet, I find that contrast seems to accentuate nature’s true beauty.
Connect – to link, to join, unite, I thought about these and more.
We connect visibly and invisibly.
Sometimes we are aware of it.
Sometimes we are totally unconnected to the realisation that we cannot not be connected.
For if there is no connection, there is no flow.
If there is no flow, there is no movement.
If there is no movement, there is no expansion.
If there is no expansion, there is no thing.