Being aroused by something in me, I set aside my hat and, in preoccupation, I slipped into my look-and-look activity.

“Sometimes I would squat by a broken, earthen wall, or by a little bush on a raised flower-bed, with my eyes on the same level as the flower-bed itself, and there I would look and look, transforming in my mind the little plot of grass into a forest and the ants and insect into wild animals."