Wednesday, January 23, 2008

My still life



What does it mean? What do I want?
A table to eat at. Quiet, gentler schedules, less worry, fewer people around ranting their rant (thinking here particularly of the political realm). Also marmelade with a lovely picture on the pearlescent jar, good nuitrition, exercise, places to walk later on. Patterns on the table cloth, distortions seen through the glass surfaces, interesting shadows cast by objects, and no one telling me that real art is "edgy" unless they're talking about the edges of the picture, or the table's edges, the one in the picture, that is.

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