Yesterday I processed still further the photos from my Wednesday posting of a recently broken Kalanchoe but this time omitting its muted orange-red of bloom, and its brilliant glossy green of leaf.
Astonishment: The result was anything but diminished. Shape, form, texture, and tone could more clearly have their turn to dance and pose under a quiet light.
A pretty plant turns art object; something of the nonpareil, something pleasing, somewhat meditative/contemplative, and soothing for the searching eye.
fillière 