I wished I was more like nature. Her secret is: patience.

“This piece I created was absolute freestyle with no preparation other than taking my scissor lift up as far as it went to see what lays beyond the city, and let Belfast’s surrounding nature be the inspiration. I wanted to reach into a history of the place that was more ancient than the man-made walls and trenches. I wanted to remind people of something that once unified everything under its blanket of green, and that will reclaim the place one day in the future. Nature. She will outlive us all, as she is the one true owner of all places. Her crown, in my depiction, is not made of gold or metal but instead of the Wild Heather that grows on the hillsides. “I WISHED I WAS MORE LIKE NATURE. HER SECRET IS: PATIENCE.” This thought is what I titled my mural for Hit The North @seedheadarts , and incorporates one of Ralph Waldo Emerson’s musings. (Emerson has no relation to Belfast - I just like him.) This was my second time in the city and I wanted to leave it with something whimsical, something out of a fairy tale world. It’s those stories of fairies, elves, giants and other mythical creatures and deities which to me, an outsider, is the light-hearted bit I associate with the Emerald Isle. The opposite bit, the somber part, are, of course, The Troubles. And those were on the forefront of my mind during my very first visit to Belfast back in 1999. It was my last year of high school Northern Ireland‘s politics had been the focus of my school trip. Sometimes I like how “time flies” and with it, wounds scab and grass grows. “ - Hera

(taken from @hera_herakut)