like a wheel within a wheel.
never ending on begninning.
on an ever-spinning reel.
or a cranival balloon
and the world is like an apple
whirling in space.
In a half forgotten dream
like the rippels from a pebble
someone tosses into a stream.
keys that jingle in your pocket
words that jangle in your head.
Why did summer go so quickly?
was it something i said?
was the sound of distant drumming
just the fingers of your hand?
that autumn leaves were turning
to the colour of her hair...
- water colour & cut-out - mix media, flat surface
- circles never ending - repeated patter/object (things pull out of each other.
- lots of different kinds of wheels/clogs, spinnign wheel
- carnival balloons, apples, earth, pebble ripple in stream
- (different kinds of key rubbings), summer abstracted painted
- kites, drums, leaves
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