Friday, January 09, 2009

Leaving, getting perspective and coming home.

Megan dropped me a line to say that she's started her own 3BT page: Megan's Three Beautiful Things, so I've added her to the Roll of Honour.

1. I lock the door in a strange half-light.


2. I missed school the day we did perspective. Tonight, we learn how its done. My sketch book is full of boxes floating in mid air and shooting off into the distance.


3. Cold hands and face, warm flat and a hot cup of tea.
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