Series: New Post 2 ... Lines of hands, wandering feet and crowds of by passers

There are moments when the world holds you in its hands - a protecting line _ ,,...

of wandering feet and crowds of passer-by

crossing

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Series New Post 3 ~ Curves not fudged ~[]

The point when one surface hits another surface is where the energy of the works is… …. ~ a curve that meets another curve that was not fudged, there was a precision about it. Somewhere, somehow the lines of boundaries blur and the merging of material matter forms one body of a harmonious hybrid.

Series: NEW POST 1

To walk and wander on bending streets, twisting alley ways and grey pavements, aligned with boundaries of double yellow and the occasional red or white stripe. The turns are cyclic, continuous to continue, continuing to continue, repeating repeating often enough with familiarity around every corner, yet different. Another stranger, stranger to itself perhaps as the thoughts cloud and new discoveries made. It is not the same. Non-physical mattering to matter and mattering about the matter of each new encounter made of physical material.

Francesca Monticelli

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