Blind Alley, 2000, oil on linen, exhibited as part of Spaces between at Marios, Fitzroy
I walk past the lane on my way to a cafe.
Every time I go by, I glance in,
at the space, at the sky above,
at the textures and objects,
even the battered concrete bollard at the entrance.
at the space, at the sky above,
at the textures and objects,
even the battered concrete bollard at the entrance.
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