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Saturday, 17 December 2011

Dressed in Fog

Lost Leaves K Howell 2011 Acrylic on Paper 21cm x 30cm
     Trees wear the weather. The moisture in the air traps what little light lingers on these almost mid-winter, snowless days. This is magical and incredibly cold. If I had an ounce of sense, I'd paint burning candles.
     But where does sense get anyone?     
     In the book Don't Ask Me What I Mean (poets talking about the business of poetry), Ted Hughes describes his writing as a celebration of the solidity of his illusion of the world. And this I find heartening, so I pass it on. A wonderful description of the inside out nature of attempting to recreate an aspect of the world in order to understand it.


  1. Definitely a damp, cold, winter's day with the trees straining up to the light... very nice

  2. I must take myself over to your blog for some sun!