Black ink sketch and watercolour wash on a back-ground done with coffee on Bockingford 300gsm
The sun begins its red plunge down the sky.
Deep in the earth a locust’s eyes snap open.
Frogs resume their trill
And punctual to the minute
down the path,
tottering on jeweled sandals, comes
the beautiful lonely princess
— Extract from “In the Bulrushes” by Katha Pollitt
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