Colour Pages #6: Violet
...day three relentless and me shrinking under the onslaught, smaller smaller until I smell like nothing at all not even fear you could walk through…
Inclusion
Drippy Sunday morning; the world outside has shrunk ...which appropriately rhymes with Funk, because Funk is precisely what I'm in. ... niggly, prickly snappish me…
White.
Our covenant with Winter: that there will be space and time to contemplate, to examine and re-examine, to be still. In the rich pianissimo of…