A collision

'In a state of rude  nature there is no such thing as people... The idea of a people... is wholly artificial; and made, like all other legal fictions, by common agreement. What the particular nature of that agreement was, is collected from the form into which the particular society has been cast' (Burke, ctd. in Williams, 1988: 220)


The tree seems only to be performing itself but it is framed by an unnatural, brutal architecture that makes its nature seem uncanny to me. I live near a very old Weeping Willow that is more nourished than this one; it's buy a pond and in the middle of a park, a psuedo-natural environment. It doesn't perform as this one does; its swaying seems less aesthetically dynamic. 


There is, perhaps, something emerging between the urban and the rural, the natural and the human...