Fallen leaves are lung bones. There is a secret math hidden in the elegance of their form. Their ragged and abandoned perfection is the essence of Wabi-sabi. Fallen leaves are always poetry. Try it out.
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This Image "Leaf and Red Rectangle". Elena Ray Copyright 2009. Collage of leaf on acrylic and paper. Leaves are Nature's paper so perfect as collage subject matter. I soak them in water and then saturate them with matte acrylic medium which gives them flexibility without affecting their appearance,