Pictured to the left is a piece of artwork in downtown St. Louis. What I like about it is the urgency and the starkness of a black medium. Sort of reminds me of a windup for a pitch frozen in mid sequence.
Here is a crumb from my journal today:
So it is, standing here I've become a part
of the timberline, mired in translucent absurdity.
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