Winter Sun

Gestures. Marks. Form. Light / shadow.

Warmth, sunshine bounces off everything in a Golden glow.

Bright low sun. Bright blue. Red blobs.

Frenzy of marks, lines, chaos - natural order.

Like skin. Wind ripples. Mud marks. We make contact with each other - there's an impact.

Worlds within worlds. Humbled. To the ground, we leave traces.