Black-capped Chickadee on an old balance. Winter day, -18 Celsius. Taken at the botanical garden of Montreal.
As surreal an idea might seem in the beginning, its execution is submitted to balance between reality and imagination. Very often there are simple ideas that become big when realized. Great ideas are simple anyway. My essay here is to question the outcome of our ideas and actions in terms of human and environmental consequences. Does the size and mental weight of an idea matter? Does it hurt to lay an idea bigger than one's ego? Like birth-giving maybe..
That is probably the closest I can describe an artistic production.