Sliding Down Followed By What?

Sliding down, dark, spiralling into the abyss. Or some strange mutt jumped down to startle a couple of hippies trying to chill out somewhere on a branch or beam. Why does someone have to spoil it all?

Details: These are watercolours with ink outlines, originally drawn on brown paper bags at Fair Trade Hellas. And someone broke the chain of thought. Then I took them, took photos of them, took them into photo shop, cut around them, fiddled the sharpness and edges and took, stole a background from somewhere and now here they are on some old wall, like they belong there.



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