[Comment: We are often so occupied with looking straight ahead (not to collide with others), or looking up (looking for signs in the skies) that we forget to look at the ground. The answer is perhaps at our feet.]
[Flowers are a veritable minefield! There are so many exploding mines you could step on, so many wells you could fall into: banality, sentimentality, prettiness, saccharine sweetness, obsequiousness. That is maybe why I photograph flowers. I like to live dangerously.]
