Stockholm Street Artist Vlady Art says that he waited through all of the seasons of a year to install a poem throughout his city that speaks to the season of loss, and remembrance.
“ Do not stand at my grave and weep” (Mary Elizabeth Frye, 1905-2004) (photo © Vlady Art) Somehow we know that the proximity to the sun and the tilt of the globe determines the length of our days, and seasons appear in literature and lyrics across our various screens for all of our lives. Thanks to the parks and trees and the changing of the seasons, however, you can be poignantly reminded of the passage of time and a touch upon a somewhat grounded awareness of life’s cycles.
When you live in a city your everyday interaction with the built environment may make one feel quite divorced from nature.
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