As we flew down across the Canadian Arctic, we were beneath an arc of northern lights, which were pure green and bell-shaped. We and the plane were the clapper of this bell, with the green light over us. And for the first time in my life I felt that I was in the position of the whale that is singing to you when you're in the boat and just listening to it. We say dawn breaks, as if something were shattering, but what we mean is that waves of light crest over the earth. Just because we have evolved minds that crave order doesn't mean that nature is orderly.
Evolution is a sleeping watchdog.
It is possible for us to disturb it, or it may wake on its own. Either way, expect commotion. The rarest of the Rare, 1995. I love to sketch with words and try to make portraits of life in process, and to ponder things . . . But nature is also great fun.