When I first looked at this image I made and processed it and posted it on Flickr I titled it “Tangle”. Thoughts now drift around and I think of a tangle of hair that is brushed out by a mother while her child fights back and grimaces all the while trying to hold still. While this image evokes a sense of order and beauty in the disorder, the thoughts of tangled hair are not so easy. Are all tangles beautiful? Why do we see them differently?