layered likea mantilla caughtwhrilwindingjoyfullycascading through seasons ofperpetual flux openingscrafted as doorways–revealingnew patternsthrough which to see our place inthe communal dance a transformedchoreographyof threadsinto wholes–luminous constellationsmade of light and breath I’ve had these photos in my files since before I started looking for doors–2020 is the date on the sculpture, and it looks like winter from … Continue reading Little World (Thursday Doors)
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