Serie:
Waiting without Hope
Omschrijving:
I have now found a more direct way of expression by drawing; allowing myself to be led by the hand, without thought, expectation or hope- in deep silence with myself....
A fragment out the poem "East Coker" by T.S. Eliot.
Drawings on A3 paper
in colour-pencils, graphite-pencils and rubber.
40 by 50 centimetres.
February/ March 2006
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