the few water colours i've ever done have struck similar chords.
maybe seeing this up here,will make me put those up as well!
'
..The moon has nothing to be sad about,
Staring from her hood of bone.
She is used to this sort of thing.
Her blacks crackle and drag.
.. '
S. Plath
i trot through the French up there :..
'In the middle of the night,a solitary light is watchful..'
