asylum-art:

Infrared by Klea McKenna

"No way was clear, no light unbroken, in the forest. Into wind, water, sunlight, starlight, there always entered leaf and branch, bole and root, the shadowy, the complex. The collaboration of living things with the long, elaborate death of leaves and trees… The view was never long, unless looking up, through the branches you caught sight of the stars. Nothing was pure, dry, arid, plain. Revelation was lacking. There was no seeing everything at once: no certainty."
- Ursula K. Le Guin, from The Word for World is Forest, 1972

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