Beast Versus Beauty
The annoying wooden rubble maddeningly exerts its hold over the wandering eye, chaotically scaling in its sluggish disregard. Ethereal mountains shadow in the distant horizon. “Purple mountains majesty above the fruited plains.” Evergreen trees canopy the lush landscape, sheltering it from the scythe.

Tell-Tale Tel
Discarded tires are an abandoned artifact of a mobile civilization, an aftermath of negligent affluence coating the soil. A velvet carpet cushions the rubber doughnuts as if for display. The concrete slab streams through the core, while Mother Nature continues her brush strokes of streaking shafts.  

Salvaging Genesis
Man’s modern machine is freely spewing forth the rich earth, like an uncorked bottle of champagne – a celebration of rebirth. Emerging is the mountain of mulch - a testament to man’s atonement for his careless disregard for stewardship. Today’s mulch brings forth tomorrow’s trees. Without man’s proactive approach, he is sentenced to a prison of garbage of his own making.