I don’t know why or rather I simply wonder about myself… But I have been enjoying, really enjoying, this simple piece of crumpled paper. It is something one, including me, would and did easily dismiss as something to be recycled, in fact it was lying on the floor under a table on the way to the recycling bin. But I hesitated each time I walked by it, slowly coming to terms with the fact that I was falling in love with the beautiful folds and rhythms and swirls of this humbled bit of packing paper.
So I leave these images for you to decide. Do you see the beauty in it, does it draw you in as it did me?