Creative or Crazy?
Malformed or Beautiful?
Is this a tree? It doesn’t look normal. Its roots are where its trunk should be.
Could this indeed be the Tree for Our Times?
exist. It’s all wrong.
Its branches are elephantine bridges between two vertical structures. Or are they branches? What to call individual elements when they don’t correspond to pre-ordained ideas of Tree? This creature is uncategisorable. It is a misfit. It is alone.
And yet … and yet …
It stands proud on a hill, breathing the salt of the ocean. It has generated its own ecosystem. It offers shelter and shade, succour and sustenance.
And yet … and yet … it thrives. It drinks moisture from the sandstone cliff. It has rich, shiny leaves. It curves, curls and grows. It doesn’t hide or go away just because it’s different.
I find it exquisite.
Long ago, someone carved deep into its horizontal branch-trunk the phrase, ‘The Nature of Nature’.
Let’s celebrate the Nature of Nature.
The Nature of Nature is winding, tangled, messy. The Nature of Nature is strange and mysterious. The Nature of Nature is not neatly boxed or compartmentalised. The Nature of Nature contains its own powerful life force, encompassing old, new, great and small, as well as death and birth.
The Nature of Creativity
is wacky, wild
We need to cultivate
odd, beauteous creativity
in our world.
We really do.