September 05, 2007
The Art of Natural Destruction
August was a stormy month here in Minnesota. A few weeks ago I saw the aftermath of one of these storms at Como Lake during my walk. I couldn't take my eyes off of the twisted, stripped, broken, and uprooted trees. The sight of them was sad--but at the same time, they were...lovely. It was as if the trees, in their state of ruin and disarray, revealed beauty normally hidden from view. I vowed to return to document this art, and did so a few days later with camera in hand and daughters in tow.
Daughter #1: "So sad, Mommy." Thoughtful pause. "But it's kind of like sculpture or something." Yes. Exactly.
