Hooke’s Fauxto Blog

for me the simplicity of things is often stronger than the more elaborate.

I often love the elegance of a single grass seed.

Blue Window

Windows have long been a metaphor for our frail humanity. Like a window sometimes we are open and totally clear other times closed and shades drawn. Sometimes we can’t see because things obsurce our vision.

Iceberg plant in Sausalito outside my studio