An embrace. Essential structures are penciled in, the rhythms have been set. So begins the movement and the pace, working light to dark. I call this piece "Shipwrecked". Maybe it is love among the ruins....vibrancy endures, but it must be nurtured back. Underneath the tumbled trees, underneath the fronds, from the depths life stretches up to seek the sun again. Puddles. I am playing in puddles again today. And boy does it feel good.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Naughty Friday Voyeurism
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2 comments:
It LOOKS like you're having fun!
I have not got out the puddles yet and there is nothing like Paris tap water puddles, but you're inspiring me to turn on that tap and make a pool of color...
Pourquoi pas?
Bien sur! :)
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