Crossing between

As we walked toward a path sheltered by trees I spied columns of light. A closer look revealed a tunnel under the light rail line. The mosaic tiled walls and path are cleverly lit from the floor.

This is part of one of the routes from Leichhardt to Haberfield, Sydney, Australia.

Invisible Maze

light, colour, movement

Lack of a clear direction

Do you ever feel like you are trapped in a maze?

You can’t see, touch, smell, taste or feel it, yet you know that its there?

Does the maze adapt and evolve to contain and prevent you from finding your way?

Is there an invisible bond that pulls you back in?

How many dimensions does the maze have?

Are the routes straight, curved or spiralling?

Do you glimpse alternate paths and places?

Is it a maze within a maze?

How do you escape?

Is it light or dark?

Are you alone?