095. Dreams of leaving

The title "Dreams of Leaving" is from a wonderful book by Rupert Thomson, which is now on my reading pile to be re-read. A multi-layered book, difficult to describe, but leaving traces of the characters to run through your empty head, resurfacing in fragments of dreams. Kelli Costa-Newton's wonderful composition of growing blades/leaves brought this idea to the fore, and I have been experimenting with spiral patterns recently, for something beyond 100 days.

We both say          

one day                    

I mean it to have meaning

between us          

you mean one day                    

there will be more fun          

040. Drifting

Continuing with yesterday's (somewhat downbeat) theme, I came across Kelli Costa's picture of a drooping lily, her "Day 38" picture reminiscent of an un-cocooning, a metamorphosis where the flower becomes insect, all bedraggled wings. I put it together with a drifting apart image; with petals, stamens drifted from the lilies I had bought for Seville.

You drifted unwillingly into my country today.

I was not there, I had crawled a little closer

to your country, that was once mine too.