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It was a foot. It was a flower. It was rust. It is movement. It is still. It was dirt. It was movement. It was still
It was a foot. It was a flower. It was rust. It is movement. It is still. It was dirt. It was movement. It was still
oil on canvas
2021

I close my eyes and see their feet dancing in the dirt. blurred by soil and pace. I close my eyes to see. I open again to see the pitted remains of metal soiled by the action at hand. I close my eyes to see. they become one image.