One of my favorite children's books when I was a kid was the Maurice Sendak classic 'Where the Wild Things Are' (probably a close tie with Ferdinand the Bull). As many know, this tale of Max as the kid with the wild imagination and awesome wolf costume (which by god I will do for halloween some day).
:: image via Wikipedia
Recently, Strange Harvest posted some provocative imagery that took me aback with it's veg.itectural stylings... showing the evolutionary shift from architecture to forest - with the in-between moments the most compelling. And paying off with the classic "...a forest grew. And grew. And grew until his ceiling hung with vines and the walls became the world all around."
And paying off with the classic "...a forest grew. And grew. And grew until his ceiling hung with vines and the walls became the world all around."
Is it me, or does Max remind one of, say... Patrick Blanc? :) And check out the postscript with a great comment from Mr. Trevi from uber-blog Pruned, riffing (from memory?) on the salle a' manger in the Hameau at Chantilly... causing me to ask - why he ain't posting that kinda stuff on the blog? :)
:: images via Strange Harvest