The room....

.... hallucinations that emerge when a notion is transformed entirely into images, showing a thought in its pre-conceptual, not yet comprehended state, before the synthesis sets in;... are they dreams, daydreams, reveries? Illusions, conceits, visions? These apparitions are said to be delusional, and yet they constitute the base, the abyss of every thought, every feeling. Marion Poschmann The pine Islands

An image based on Jorge Luis Borges' short story: Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius where it is believe that the inhabitants of that land abhorred mirrors because they multiply the illusory universe.

My attempt to convey a contradictory feeling: the freshness of the strawberries in a new season with the dried leaves of the background in an imaginary cornucopia format

While walking in Lulligstone, Kent

AS the title points out: two nails...

The flower of the Floripondio, Devil’s Trumpet or Angel’s Trumpet (Brugmansia arborea), has hallucinogenic properties like all plants of the Datura family. Its shapes and colors, its branches, along with the effects it produces on the mind and consciousness, are part of the cultural imaginaries we weave with the natural world. Since ancient times and across all civilizations, human beings have experienced an intuition of “totality,” sought through rituals considered sacred due to their extraordinary essence. Thus, each culture seeks answers to its ancestral concerns. Mystery, enigma and secret, shadow, hiddenness and silence are words that come to mind when we think of the Floripondio.