All over the park, I found spring flowers that had dropped from their plants. I started replacing flowers and flower petals, putting them back on their plants. It was a very calming action.

I was thinking about organizing, Mise en scene and putting things in their place. I also recalled the story of the boy who threw the starfish back into the ocean, but in this case the action is totally futile since the flowers have already dropped and no longer has benefit for the plant. It becomes more like the myth of Sisyphus.

It was very meditative to continue this project through out town. I did notice only one observer, either because I was so absorbed in what i was doing or because no one cared to look at what i was doing. 

“I want to dance like her,
Like nobody’s watching
But nobody’s watching”

.... I had the idea to combine the two concepts, to restore the petals on the bush and also become the bush. maybe its trying to restore youth, to return something to its original state, one symbolic of human and one symbolic of mother earth or the plant.