Wise little plant

Wisdom from Trees

I’ve never been spoken to by a tree before or perhaps, more accurately, I’d never paid attention sufficiently to hear what they were saying! But when I deliberately and consciously direct my awareness, and let go of my ideas about how difficult it’s going to be, I find there’s good conversation to be had, and in this case some useful insights.

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The Journey Home

The Journey Home

There is a way. There is a journey to be taken. There are many paths but only one way. There are many signs that point to the way but you must follow your own path. Many will help you along the way but none will make you go. You must decide. You must choose. There are many roads, some less traveled, some better defined – you must…

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Zebra face

Oscillating

Zebra are an intersting anomaly. They are, of course, pure white but, being four dimensional beings, they appear only partially in our three dimensional version of reality, the ‘missing’ bits showing up as black. The black is actually the void of emptiness, nothingness between the dimensions. A place so empty that…

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Compassed

Why WildBits?

As with much of what I do, it’s a play on words and images, born of the love of language and a lifelong passion of tinkering with all things visual. Wild, as in life, Wild as in free, unfettered, uncensored and Wild as in unashamedly joyful. Bits as in pieces and Bits as in Bytes and pixels. A bit of this and a bit of that.

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Red poppy

Petals

It was as a soft spring day. One of those days, early in the season when everything seems fresh and new, ready to burst into abundant, colourful life. The sea spoke quietly at the end of the valley, sifting the sand of its memories and offering up…

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Elephant

Trouble

Elephants are relevant but irreverent, have you ever seen one in a dog collar? Yes, elephants are both irreverent and irreverend. Sadly, however, irreverend is not a word…

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A Chimp in a fez

Red

Ah, the multifarious joys of the English language and the abuse thereof. As a well bred, well read and prolifically literate Englishman, I consider it my birthright to write, right, wright and rite. Pedants control yourselves, please, I’ve only just started!

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