Raindrop on my camera lens
hankies wet with humidity
we trudge an unfamiliar road
to find a place, highly recommended.
Backyard Civilization's art gallery |
Up the silent stairs
into the artists’ foray
shoes off
our lives left on hold at the entrance
we behold:
Part of series of paintings entitled "Fool's Garden" |
gardens of extraordinary colours,
peopled with fools from varied ages,
Part of painting on paper entitled "Time wounds all heals" |
and heels wounded by time
having stepped on seeds of different generations.
The virtues of a village
Tea-stained pencil work about replanting the virtues of a village |
captured our imagination
as they walked past us
to a new location, a new destiny.
Our eyes were drawn away
to the warm welcome of a fur ball
Resident at the gallery examines our bags |
following an inspection of our luggage
and begging for a caress.
Only to be drawn back to an explosion
of colour and design -
mesmerizing psychedelic art.
Though bats fluttered by
they were second to the dismembered limbs
pulled apart by a generation of women
without thought or virtue.
Derrida continued to contemplate on us
Painting of Derida |
As we examined Humpty Dumpty before the fall
Series of drawings loaned for the exhibition by Jidhil. Top right corner reminded me of Humpty Dumpty. |
and emerged with a new set of feathers.
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