Wednesday 9 March 2011

Floating and Flying Machines

Instead of climbing into my car and whizzing myself off to work in the mornings. I sometimes imagine that instead: a puff of cloud would be waiting eagerly for me outside my front door. Then I would step gently into it and be floated away with my bag over my shoulder and and taken out shopping or exploring for the day.
On my first journey out I would visit these three artists and thank them for the little magic they provided me with today.


Sunil Hall





A vándor másik meséje



Paul Villinski










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