Drawing this week, the lone spherical shape in a softly
worked pencil space, a square set within a larger rectangle…a hovering. The shape is barely there but evidently
there, a literal effacement of line through the rubbing of cloth on paper .Yet
the end result an abstract drawing which has physical presence and strength.
This gives me some hope in the face of loss, a loss of
purpose and direction….an autumn dis ease.
| Yoke detail. |
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