Of Trees Horizontal and Vertical

Since I seem to be at a plateau with my stories, images and shapes have become a major interest. If personal history repeats, all of this will come together in ways that will surprise me. It always does.

Images in Oak and Moss

Imagine -- and what story emerges with the faces?

Ghost Horse Chronicles

There's a rational explanation for the ghost horse pic. However, does the rational explanation accurately capture what occurred? The two horses in this photo shoot were brown. The grey horse? Probably light reflecting from the horse's hide. Or... think about it; the 'or' is a lot more fun to ponder and write about. Besides, I just came back from a week spent camping at a lake. I shot some pics of moss hanging from the limbs of oak trees. Eyes and/or faces are peering out. What is it that my camera 'sees' that I don't until later?

8-16-05, 11:20 pm.

I haven't downloaded the moss and oak pics yet to post here. What I've seen so far is a bit spooky; but what I see may truly be only for the eye of the photographer. Catch the indie movie, "What the Bleep do we know" and check out how some scientists explain such concepts as string theory, 11 possible dimensions, and neural communication patterns within the brain in terms of subjective and objective reality. So cool, what does this have to do with creatures peeking out among the moss and oak?
Not sure, could have to do with the old philosophical question of what is reality? For a writer, you've got to ask: are they peeking out asking for their story to be told? And, what about the ghost horse? What is his story?