Thursday, 16 November 2006

hours of roses





I have been listening to warm beats and kalimba on the steryo in my studio, drawing roses, greylead on cream paper. My hands are aching from all this concentrating. But I love it and never want to stop. I am back, my drawing arms have untangled and loosened themselves out of the grip of this forgetting. I will try and remember not to leave again.

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