To me the shapes and lines created by the wall and the claws echoed death back at the corpse. This makes me want to create things that echo the harsh mood of this.
Laura Jack
Sunday, 15 March 2015
Claws and Shadows
This perfect brown bird was lying half in shadow, half in the sunshine, as if it had just alighted and decided to die.
To me the shapes and lines created by the wall and the claws echoed death back at the corpse. This makes me want to create things that echo the harsh mood of this.
Laura Jack
To me the shapes and lines created by the wall and the claws echoed death back at the corpse. This makes me want to create things that echo the harsh mood of this.
Laura Jack
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