watercolour and ink on paper
A nude male figure with words, or... while we are waiting with anticipation for our expected delight in their delivery which was at once old and new, at once performance and ritual, at once revision and reformed, and while we are waiting another happens and I realise I misread the sign, this was not what I expected, and my shame at my foolishness outweighs my disappointment.
October 24
Frame and reframe, the autumnal weather is a bedtime symphony, the naked misery is a...