Gucks and Gars

Things were a bit hazy this morning when I returned to the fence. For a long time I stood witnessing, car car car truck, car car truck car, etc. The traffic came in waves, the vehicle's various forms and colors punctuating one another. I noticed a rhythm, a beat, a sort of visual music. A sort of visual poetry. There was a young mother with her small child in the field picking wildflowers. The child pointed at the traffic and exclaimed, "guck guck, gar gar!"

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxcars 2 -- 14 x 13in. -- acrylic/ink/canvas

1 comment:

suzy blah blah said...

on their way to Garberville ;o)

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