Perched In Other Worlds

Perched In Other Worlds

Be it pillows on the floor

in a basement,

an abandoned building

that becomes a rocky shore.

Be it steel pole scaffolding

in a stepped lecture hall,

an ancient school building

that becomes a rain forest.

Enchanted tales evolve

despite being harassed

by not enough time,

for the random lines.

A search for hidden voids

In the darkness and light,

for indulging in visions

perched in other worlds.

The sketches are of the same model from two sessions in two places a few days apart, this week. Shore took place on the floor of a basement studio hidden from the afternoon light. The other was in a forest, climbing in scaffolding set up in an ancient lecture hall well over a century or two or three or more years old, in the darkness of night.

Shore: 14”x 11” ink on watercolor paper (not enough time for colors)

Forest: 9”x 12” each, ink and chalk on craft paper