LITTLE RED

Little Red

5 x 7 inch
Oil on canvas

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It must be this ecclesiastical rain that drives me into such a melancholia. Walking relaxes me and eventhough it's raining I'll walk this afternoon, and maybe tonight because, I have found, increasingly as time goes on, or around, or backwards, or stays still as my brain races, my heart absorbs and expels and my arteries harden that the problems of physical life, of social contact, of daily posturing and keeping my chin up, the ordinary moments of walking up a city street, opening doors or letters, saying hello to friends or stangers, looking out of windows, making telephone calls, are inexplicably made more tolerable by keeping in motion one foot in front of the other, one step at a time and hearing my footsteps hit the ground.