Saturday, December 18, 2010

Bubble Chasers

A gentle whisper produces a single, round form. A steady puff generates many clusters of irregular shapes. The rainbow colors never fail to appear in the bright, overhead sunlight. The slight breeze carries the fragile structures in all directions. First low—some too heavy—then high. Their walls thin and they eventually pop.

Children look on in amazement. What is this? Five repetitions, ten repetitions, and they tentatively reach out to touch the swirling masses. Now jumping, now chasing, now laughing.