Thursday 6 February 2014

A Walk In The Mist



The mist one morning came creeping in..


World in white haze is all bellowed and curled..
And trees are half way hidden and half way in sight


Clinging dew...


Or scattered pearls


When one shape ends...


Another begins





And something brewing...






And about to begin...



4 comments:

  1. You are multi-talented! A bit strange to see mushrooms and Palm trees together. : )

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    1. Thank you, Midori :) true, it's strange, but this fragile beauty fades quickly away by the burning sun of middy or under the stomping feet of passersby

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  2. Ah ha! First all that bucolic loveliness, and then the glimpse of… a puppet! The work begins. Can't wait to see what comes next.

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    1. I got held back a little but I'm back on track now and can't wait to share the process and the work with and everybody at the puppetry challenge :)

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