Wednesday, January 01, 2014

Metamorphosis


The wick so perfectly matched the candle that only the faintest rim of wax remained. 

I love the alchemy of wax to light - the captured hydrocarbon sunlight of a hundred million years ago, releasing warm 
Cretaceous light into the humble darkness of this room.

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