Blossom the hope of new life.
A prosaic image seen askew draws me reappraise what is interesting.
Figures and lines.
The shore line was littered with shells.
A slumbering weight balanced in the sky.
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Since I last posted. Some things
Some work in various mediums. Mostly watercolour, but also pencil and tempera.
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