You...You said,"There are many truths,
But they are not parts of a truth."
Then the tree, at night, began to change,
Smoking through green and smoking blue.
-On the Road Home, Wallace Stevens
(misquoted earlier today on SpiritCloth)
Drawn last night while spinning (figuratively), I have been working on more Alice things (with a view to making a print on demand book) but want to abstract or extrapolate from the original and am in a holding pattern. Curse you, negative capability.
