I still love this version the best.
Eilidh and Taliesin: the first incarnation, now nonexistent,
except within the workings of my computer...
...and more silliness from the world of tiny surfboards.
Having fun with my new colors. I haven't had new
acrylic paint for a very long time.
It occurred to me some time ago that the curl of a wave is the same curl of a vine-tendril, a whirlpool, a fractal, the center of a flower, the whorl of a galaxy, the spring of a fern; the Fibonnacci sequence as a metaphor for life, perhaps. For me the curl, the wave, the spiral, is endlessly fascinating. What is the basis of the primal attraction we humans have for this ancient symbol?