So many people, who know little about not much, will take to social media to denounce people who have studied subjects for years.
Walking the other day I found a feather, and wondered, if I found such a thing, but knew nothing of birds, how could I possibly understand the shape of the creature it fell from? It reminded me of the angry people, on twitter. And so I painted this.
Then I gilded some more stones. And now I have more ideas. Feathers and stones.
But once again this is what I like, from this day’s work. A fragment of gold. An accidental remnant.
Tomorrow, if all goes well, I will meet The Lost Words. It has been a long birth.