Quince and I

Our cool smooth skins touch

Our bark warming and softening in the sun

Our bodies breathe the stillness of the air

Our bodies call for nourishment

Feed me, feed me, feed me

We absorb the sun

Growing inside

Ideas will blossom

We will fruit

Creatively

Building our strength through stillness and contemplation

Storing our energy establishing ourselves in our sunny spot

before we flower and share in our abundance.

These words and photographs document a creative response to an invitational score given to me by Choreographer Itta Howie http://www.ittahowie.madasafish.com

Score:

Close your eyes

touch a plant stone tree soil

listen to what it says

about itself

about you

and what the two of you

have in common