“Not all who wander are lost.” (Tolkein)


Not all who wander are lost – some are artists. Their feet move over the earth like a wandering paintbrush over a half-finished canvas – adding light in some places, and shadows in others. Their foot-strokes are less calculated, more instinctive – following the contours that are already in place, exploring the features of the landscape, touching a tree here, adding a path there. It is quiet work, as much of painting is – feet tread softly over the textured earth, the woven canvas.

These wanderings will never hang inside a frame – they are not finished enough for that. Rather, they are formed and reformed- painted over again and again, as they sit on the earth’s tilted easel, and spin.

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