Monday 7 February 2011

Bajan Blue

Somewhere between ink and the drama of rolling skies.

Colors can be loaded with memories and emotions, just as with smells or sounds. Last night I had looked up at the sky, in all its inkiness bearing down on life and remembered how I had felt the last time that hue of blue had passed me by.

                © SisterBatik
St Lawrence Church 

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