Were she here, she would say “Why do you take away such marvelous color?” And I would say, “Sometimes, for me, the color is too much.” “Ahh….” she would say. “Well, I don’t like it.” Then she would chuckle when I would post it anyway.
This is the start of collage 11 and I thought I would post it now, while the image is fairly bright and open. I’m not sure where it is headed after this.
I’ve forgotten the words with which to tell you. I knew them once, but I’ve forgotten them, and now I’m talking to you without them.”