Horsin Around

I couldn't resist this sculpture. I don't think I have ever come across such an interesting placement of wooden branches. At first, I was in awe of how each and every piece of wood has to come together in a certain way, place, size and  arrangement. I guess these types of experiences is one of the side effects of photography. It becomes difficult not to see potential images however contemplative, odd, beautiful or unusual, enlightening, sad, or joyful, as well as, the creativity of  artists. I believe the task is not so much to see what no one has yet seen; but to think what nobody has yet thought about that everybody sees. Therefore, the only real thing in the world is imagination. I'm always grateful for those who bring to our world the beauty of their imaginations, talent, and creativity. I think of the world's greatest like Leonardo's Mona Lisa as just a thousand smears of paint. Michelangelo's David as just a million hits with a hammer. We are all of us a million bits put together in just the right way. Just as this wooden horse comes together in just the right way constitutes the beauty, balance, and again the imagination of all things seen or unseen.