Picture Perfect: Twisted
Visions of cinnamon crullers, saffron wreath bread — we twist things to give them a pleasing form. We may twist them for practicality — putting one’s hair up in a twist to get it out of the way. Fine, weak elements may be twisted together and form something strong such as in rope-making. Sometimes twisted is out of a desirable shape such as a nail hit the wrong way. I hope my thinking will not become twisted. Here is part of a curtain I made by twisting and knotting cotton cord normally used by masons to get things straight. The leaf is one I picked up in the fall; it has retained some of its lovely red colour. On the leaf is a feather which brings to mind a phrase by Hildegard von Bingen: my voice, a feather on the breath of God.
I cropped the original photo.
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