Message from adove Nov. 19, 2006

A dove keeps waiting for me on the gallery doorstep. What princess is wrapped inside? (…perhaps it’s male?!)

A car was balanced on the dry stone wall as I came in this morning. I tried to work out through the various skids in the snow, the course it had taken to get there. No sign of anyone. Performance art? Sculpture? Political statement?

I look back to those heady innocent days of hitchhiking when I was put at the mercy of misadventure and not ‘in control’ at the wheel of my own vehicle…

It seems incredible (to me) I had all those lifts. I will recall them all tomorrow, from memory…