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| Charcoal on Paper, 1990, 22"x 41" |
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| Looking at past work and current work & thinking about ideas for future work. "Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past. If all time is eternally present All time is unredeemable. What might have been is an abstraction Remaining a perpetual possibility Only in a world of speculation. What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present." -T.S. Eliot, Ceramic, July 2011, 12"x11"x 6" |
Wow! Just Wow. Spectacular. Is the charcoal viewable in a gallery somewhere?
ReplyDeleteHey, thanks. It's in a private collection.
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