We are undeniably part of a larger scheme of things, The Universe. This work dives into a realm of organisms in this vast expanse; extracting a voice from one of its most silent members, The Plantae. Exploring its lines of control as well as its free abandon.  All the while urging the viewer to navigate with the plants, boundaries of similarities and the unknown.

Up.

That’s where we are to go. 

Ill burn if I have to

Ill fly if I can

Just be my air.

I will take you anywhere.

One love.

Really?

Yes.

How?

Dedication.

Possible?

Im sure.

No im not sure.

Lets try it.

How long?

Till we have nothing left to say.

How will we know?

The silence will gnaw at you

Louder than a Corbett cricket.

Ok. I will wait for the cricket.

No you wont. 

You will wait till you die.

Who are You?

The centre of your universe?

The ruler of your destiny?

The self inflicted prisoner of your own kingdom?

The control freak.

You are spreading like wild fire.

You are making a ripple every second 

Be.

Its been growing inside me

Urging to find the light

Crawling in all forbidden places

Lush

Green

Thick and fluid

It moves slowly 

It has a reason

It cannot be denied

I will meet you at the Tea house.

At a quarter past three.

When the sun doesn’t want to be around 

And the life of plants begin to find their ground.

Meet me.

Even if it hurts

Run.

I have no idea what is on the other side

But all I know is

time has no patience.

Run. 

I wasn’t looking

you weren’t waiting

we collided

without touching

we live in each other

without touching