17 mayo 2019

Feet in the garden

Source: own
There were the feet, only the feet of a sculpture that was and that time eroded until it was reduced to almost dust and, thinking about it, perhaps it is a metaphor of our own life that, little by little, is deteriorating until we become pure organic matter.
When these feet, appearing in one of the flowerbeds of a friend's garden, I thought that there was hidden a sculpture, I removed the branches of a chiflera with interest, but what a surprise to find only my feet. I admit that the image impressed me and for that reason I didn't hesitate to photograph them, wondering why my friend kept them there.
I never asked her and I know that, with time, they will also be reduced to dust.

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