Lift your tail
Live your tale,
Fairly, Fiery, Firefly,Fairy
Feather and pony
I walk in the mountains and in the woods to find something and someone buried deep inside of me, raw, naked, free. I want to find all the particles that contain inside of them the whole universe, light them up in fireworks. In the wilderness, I am allowed to be, a human in all my multiplicities, like the many branches of a tree.
When I walk by the river, through forest, when I climb a mountain, I remember that I am part of something greater. I am home
In a society, we are wearing all kinds of clothing and masks, the tangible fabrics but also invisible ones. Some of those we are not aware of. They are inherited, expected, accepted. Some are mode of expression and identity, a language that can reveal more details than nakedness, it can tell stories and hide them at the same time.
When entering nature I am allowed to take everything off - stripped of all narrative but the one of being human and As John Berger puts it "Nudity is a form of dress"
In the woods i find strange creatures, and the strange ones inside of me are allowed to come out and play. That can sometimes highlight the clowns i may become in the cities and the grotesque circus i can get entwined in if i forget to be mindful, to slow down, learn the rules of the games .
It is as if photography was an animal and the woods, the forest its natural habitat.
Growing up I didn’t know the feeling of home at " home". I have recently learnt that I am on the spectrum, I come to understand how my inner world and nature are my home. I become a firefly, those whimsical pixies of the night, guardians of the beauty of the world. .
Our soul is itself contained in another landscape. The one that is a physical boundary and link with the outside in a sensory geography. It allows the mind into a larger scope. This physical body lets us touch, be touched and to enter the tangible and playful enactment of it all, a new. A Playground that expands us. A home.
