Welcome to the attic of my mind. Mind the stairs, click the light on and have a rummage around my thoughts on writing, the art of everything second-hand, the natural world, music . . . just about everything. Probably not much about sport.
Wednesday 18 July 2012
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Sparrow wall, tiny holes with little tile shelters above. Stuffed with happy cheeping families.
Incidental sculpture of man and bird. (Deceased cactus and new bit)