Gallery

Oil stains on canvas, thumbprints on the frame, the price dangling from the bottom on a string and paper tag. Sculpture in the corner, penguin eggs in clay, all piled in a random pattern on a plate made of glass. Gallery. Lithography landscapes, black and white on gray, resigned against a cedar backdrop like a stage before a show. Gallery… in gallery. If I can keep an open mind, messages in crumbs of bread, engaging what’s been left behind might sweep the cobwebs from my head… in my head. Quetzalcoatl rising, navigating space, the last Chichen Itza villager mundane in photograph. Gallery… in gallery. If I can keep an open mind, messages in crumbs of bread, engaging what’s been left behind might sweep the cobwebs from my head… in my head. Gallery… in gallery.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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