Memories of a Lantern Keeper
I worked in colours no sun could hold,in blues that bruised the air,in golds that kept their heartbeatlong after candles guttered there. Montsalvat was just …
I worked in colours no sun could hold,in blues that bruised the air,in golds that kept their heartbeatlong after candles guttered there. Montsalvat was just …
I arrived at the Shepparton Art Museum on a cloudy Sunday morning. The previous few days had been the hot and clean blue skies of …
On Saturday I attended the home and art studio of Martha Iserman as part of the Dandenong Ranges Open Studios. Nestled on the side of …
Planets turning and circlingThey watch on, bearing witnessBut helpless, locked into their own trajectorySlave to a destiny already prescribedEarth alone has the added weightFrom sadness, …