Second Growth

Circles Of Confusion

The sublime epiphany faded as the nitrous oxide high wore off. The vision of perfect understanding evaporated as I slowly returned to conscience reality. The dream’s complete resolve is still felt but has remained just beyond reach. The gasses’ divine vision was set in the woods where this work began as I lay in the dentist's chair as an adolescent boy wondering about the time before him. A harmony appeared years later in the inverted image in my view camera among the now taller trees. The lens was wide open, allowing maximum brightness but minimal points of focus. The rest progressive blurs of light created by circles of confusion.