Some works of art are priceless. This one was left on the doorstep: Wire, coir, moss and cat fur.
This palette of textures and colours is so contemplative. Plants are much to be admired, assimilating man-made structures into their own society over time. Soon the little tuft of discarded cat fur will dissemble, weaving itself into the brush and providing a mini-nest for roots to embrace. It's a gradually changing canvas of disintegration and rehabilitation.
Microcosme at your door step, just open your oeil d'artiste...
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