Monday, 7 May 2012
up the purple path . . . . .
An afternoon filled with carefully composed free verse, inspired by Cerith Wyn Evans exhibition, went in a flash. Cold blank skies formed a backdrop to a range of sweetly composed thoughts stuck to the windows outside the cafe. Some approach the task like an exam and like to get it over with quickly, whilst others stood around, thinking for up to half an hour, carefully selecting the 'mot juste' in order to convey their feelings and ideas.