I wonder if there is psychological test to analyse one's interpretation of patterns in frozen puddles? Like the old inkblot tests. What would the scientists make of me? I see whole landscapes and microcosmic worlds. I see hope and destiny, and yet elsewhere I see hopes shattered and destiny thwarted. Lines on a battlefield, on a face, on a page. Symmetry and chaos, aliens and jellyfish and daggers and diamonds and deep sea monsters. Ice does so much more for the imagination than mud.








ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh how i love abstracts found in nature!! some of my very favorites of your gorgeous shots.
Posted by: charlane | January 04, 2010 at 10:39 PM
Holy smokes...I love your ice abstracts. Gorgeous. I followed your comment from Mary Ann's blog(about the underpants) LOL. I had friends who took a class on traveling through Europe with only a backpack, and that was one of the recommendations, seriously!
Posted by: barbara | January 05, 2010 at 03:14 PM
definitely opens up the imagination. love this! these are very cool. missed my visits here over the holidays. hope all is well.
Posted by: spread your wings | January 08, 2010 at 04:34 AM