| Light Inverted Light inverted- is it always darkness? The presence of tragedy, pain? Nothing is ever black and white, rarer yet are shades of grey... Moving deosil within the spectrum of life- colourful, translucient, Without end or beginning Existence is reduced to its basest terms. The sensual mystery of life green eyed, ruby lipped; Both the seductress and the saint. The concrete intangible: where the abstract is worn draped across the shoulders like a mantle of a long forgotten idol. ~ 29 September 2002 |
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