Saturday, March 16, 2013

The foul air underfoot

The need to name the picture forced me to open the dictionary. Hundreds of various words looked at me. They gave me a fright. While many phrases fitted my task, I needed just one to the header. So what should I write in the concrete? Did I wish to point at the weary of the questions pavement, or the self portrait? 
The artwork became a puzzle. Can my naming change any in the reality I’m facing?

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