They took him along to where seven trees stood in a row. They were enormous, older than the Vedas, and had survived four dissolutions of the universe. Their branches swept the heavens. No one, not even Brahma, could measure the distance between the top and bottom of these trees.Rama stood in front of the seven trees and twanged his bow string, the resonance echoing through all the hills and valleys. Then Rama took out an arrow and shot it through not only the trunks of the seven trees but also through the seven worlds, and the seven seas, and all things in seven; and then it returned to its starting point in the quiver.
I just posted an art project entitled Archaeology. I’m intrigued by the idea that everyone has one story to tell, and that he tells this story over and over again in many different variations in future work. Photographer Gregory Crewdson said this in an interview once,… View More