When I first embarked on the disintegration project adventure (as documented globally here on The Altered Page), it was an expression of loneliness in friendship. I felt that I was putting something more than a bundle of papers "out in the cold." I was putting a part of myself and some hurts out there with it (see this post). This project has been a wonderful way for me to really begin to connect with my art in a personal way. I have discovered that when there are no words to say something - I can say it visually.
This piece did not disintegrate as much as I had imagined. Nor has my heart. The end result is a thing of beauty to me. I have seen changes in the "man-made" portion of this piece, but I have also seen the rain, snow, ice, sunshine, fog, maple tree add their touches. They have joined themselves to this piece and left evidence of their company.
In the last 14 weeks I have also had new friends leave evidence of themselves in my life. I have "kindred spirits" I didn't know I had. Friendship is a thing of beauty whether in disintegration or in sweet joining of forces and evidences. And hearts remain intact - whether near OR far.
Please check back on August 1st to see a second "reveal" of this work of heart.