
for my son
It may or may not be finished, but feels as if it is. I'll call it a figurative abstract.
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Dancing over a rabbit warren in the roots of a green ash that was infected by the emerald borer and was cut down years ago, I wove my way up...
A complex piece. First reaction is to the way the ghostly figures move behind to colors. Much to discover here.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sherry. I appreciate your sensitive comment.
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