A random dandy,
tripping the streets,
pose daudling
being a fopdoodle.
Monday 28 June 2010
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Thursday 17 June 2010
Sunday 6 June 2010
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The patterns of our memory are shaped by vivid moments which we can recall like photographs even though the surrounding events are lost to us. Photographs trap moments of time and in a different way so do haiku. Both can be distillations of truth;both fascinate me.
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