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Scotland, Day 2
Days 1 and 2 in Scotland.
The landscape is so totalizing and active. It rains, stops raining, becomes clear, many rainbows. The water is running down runnels in the sides of the roads like tiny creeks – everything is just happening – you see the processes – ancient, long lasting over time and immediate environmental conditions. The rocks by the sea loch are sculpted down to sinuous forms, pockets are enclaves for snails, mussels, scallops. What looks black and forbidding from one angle reveals its beauty from another. The compression of all things – time and matter.
Looking around here you see landscape expressed through color as texture – of the fields of yellow grasses, of the brilliant green mossy grass that has an undercolor of yellow that makes it shine through. Of the grouse – the deeper evergreen greens with brilliant little buttercup yellow flowers. Of the birth trees, hazy screens of burgundy. Of the mossy banks of the carved out creeks, the gnarled underlevel of branches, covered in moss with fields of brilliant bright green rhododendron layered over it.