Wednesday, March 02, 2011

go west young pallet...


yesterday, while stopped at a red light in alhambra, i couldn't help but notice this scene from my car window. this somewhat incongruous image of a pallet leaning up against a tree, seemed as if the pallet - obviously a former tree itself - had returned to its mother tree... resting under her branches with the comfort of a return to the womb...

after its long bitter journey of trying to make it in the big city (with a forklift continually stuck into its bottom), the little pallet certainly seems exhausted and at peace in its return to its source. i think there's something tender about it... and as i drove away, i imagine the little pallet just sat there resting, taking in the comfort and shade of its own origins...


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