|With a break in the rain... a was able to go out for a walk |
- and just at that moment the sun came out
|A beautiful conversation captured between a graffiti tag, and a strand of aerial roots|
that formed part of Kath Fries'
installation art piece at The Incinerator Gallery
|I looked down and found this.|
simple. textured. perfect.
|The white light of Winter falling down on a bundle of twigs|
held together with a blue piece of string
|Its a wet, grey, cold week in Sydney|
so I thought I would go out and look for colour.
At the end of the walk I was drenched!
But I did find this little pocket of colour!
|It was the Winter Solstice -|
and after a day of torrential rain I had to get out of the house - even for a few moments -
to stretch my legs and look at the Indigo sky before nightfall.