Three studies from the Basket series. Touching. And then the thought of alignment, things touching and lining up. The Basket, being considered my symbol for self. Baskets. Selves. I think we learn from alignment. Like a moment that creates a new order. A snapping into place. Click. Before moving on.
I sit here considering how learning is a form of alignment. And teaching Lining things up. Only for a moment. Sometimes it might be new eyes through the eyes of another. Click. Before moving on.
Even within self there is a student and a teacher. Click.
We might rock back and forth . Click, Click. Undo what we know to know it again.
Natural order. Always new.