Speaking less words and letting the art do its job

Little Wisdom from Mosses

Matrix of Moss and Flow of water

Context : One and a half years ago, monsoon time, after my usual lunch break.

Scene : Got stranded in the heavy rain and was seeking shelter for a brief time. Went in to a compound where a watch man was chilling. Made friends with him and sat by him. My attention suddenly slipped in to a small patch of Moss. What really fascinated me was the flow of water through that tiny patch where flow was split in to two just because of a small angle that this patch of moss had.

A subtle sense of wisdom from moss

Context : A small patch of moss on a red electric box under a big rain tree in monsoon

Scene : Next day to the previous sketch, same location but there were no rain at this point in time. Same street sitting under a huge rain tree and I was about to lit a smoke. My attention drifted away in to the closest red object that was near to me. I felt very dear to it. Had green moss coat and standing alone on the street helping people distributing electricity.
As I was observing I saw another patch that was more like a symbiosis between algae and moss. We see them usually in very non pouted places. I was surprised and inspired by the frame. So I went about translating it in to my book with the language that I know the best.