On one's first encounter with a Balinese landscape, the strong horizontal contours of it's terraced fields provide a surreal vista. The ever changing face of the rice fields progressing through the seasons provides endless visual intrigue. At times water lays still in the dormant plots creating mirrored shards of sky upon the earth turning the world upside down in a Henny Penny mind-spin. Young rice shoots make an organic sculpture of living green where wind-waves ripple across it's soft shag pile carpet. The rice fields turn golden at harvest - a time of much activity. Birds are scared off by scarecrows, fluttering flags and strings with tin cans tied on them that reach every corner of a field. The strings gather towards a little thatch hut where children pull on them causing a cacophony in various parts of the rice field. Finally after harvest, the cut stubble of rice stalks is burnt and the landscape turns into a soft smokey haze. Some of these shots were taken at the same place where Greg and Julie posed for their rice field photographs.
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