I’ve been out of town for more than a week. I skipped last week since, obviously, I was elsewhere. I was in other people’s gardens in fact. Having observed one of my own so closely for more than half the year has taught me to be decisive and critical in my viewing. As a designer, I need more than pure observation. I need to gauge the mood of a place, its nuances. What looks right to me? What looks forced? What simply is–like rain held in the concave leaves of a young Cotinus.
Monday 34 | A Year of Mondays