The Hoyt Arboretum is a sanctuary—a place of peace, beauty, education, and conservation. In 2020, I was honored to be commissioned to create a photo and poetry project.
Today, I continue my collaboration with this second home in Portland through a series of Creative Art & Nature Workshops.
Texts & 35mm by Clara-Julia Peru
Imagine
walking
on
onomatopoeia...
Often,
I question HOME.
I stopped in this forest,
and pause
the time.
HOME.
Slowly,
I breathe
the veil of wind,
I hear
the pressure of silence,
The seeds or the guts,
IF and, this is what I need?
This
feels
like HOME.
Photo : on the Spruce trail
You’re a song by my side,
a purpose
intra muros
backbone of the west
Vain
robuste in the roots,
In Veins we shine.
Canopy stuck in the camera,
Vois the misty sky
Sea in a cocktail glass
on the rock
Drink the beating foam of the sinking soul,
Go, bound, I’m bound to let it go
To twist the blues
Expired copyright,
Grassroots, palmarosa or giant sequoia
Museum within a trail, _Ticket, Ma’am?
Gallery populaire, _Doug Stroke
University buissonnière, _Dawn in Autumn
Pedagogy des précipices._Living Fossil
Forever, persistently
The natural law _ Equal divine
Exquisite IDs, step out
to be ici
Cultivate with sun
from stone, or rain,
My bark turns dark
My veins hide a labyrinth of resisting lives
And, I rise, curving my hips,
stretching my sap, my heart, my_ slow-mo
steady wind in the voile to reach the sky
Clara-Julia Peru 