A quick doodle today that I started a few days ago… playing with texture and colour.
Busy times – not sure when I will get back to a regular schedule.
UPDATE: new poem (possibly silly) from Tom.
Upon a time a boy of wood
became true flesh and bone,
so mayn’t then a girl of glass
turn from hard-as-stone
to supple, fluid, graceful life
with just a hint of truth
of her glassy origins
touching skin so smooth?
poem (c) 2014 TJ Radcliffe
image (cc) 2014 Hilary Farmer
Very unusual texture. As if the skin was a bit transparent. Maybe this is how someone with almost x-ray vision would see other people.
could be… playing with texture is fun!
Upon a time a boy of wood
became true flesh and bone,
so mayn’t then a girl of glass
turn from hard-as-stone
to supple, fluid, graceful life
with just a hint of truth
of her glassy origins
touching skin so smooth?
Fairly silly, I’m afraid, but silly is what comes out sometimes!
silly is fun… I like the parallel!
I think the thing that bugs me is the rhyme of “smooth” with “trooth”!