soil creeper |
I took the river home with me in my boots.
I rolled under a tree and banged my knee on a rock.
I crossed the rapidly moving stream, I was determined to sketch.
I trudged through heavy, wet snow up a steep river embankment holding onto trees for support.
I sketch the birch tree soil creeper in knee deep snow, leggings socked boots filled with water.
I will translate these sketches to flattened cardboard which I will then turn back into a box.
you ready for this "art world"?