What can be said? It is a drawing. An image of a bird, above it tonal cloud-shapes,no horizon. The bird is linear. Form is implicit in the way in which the line works? The rest of the drawing is tonal. Shading suggests clouds. Two techniques? The lines of the bird are abstracted from observations. So too are the clouds, but the directions of flow, as it were, seem opposed. Line, taken from the bird, creates distance, bird as vehicle for something other? Tone is placed into the cloud, descriptive? Is that so? In the writing that is how it beginds to feel. Both drawing and writing are a bridging of gaps between things whose reality is uncertain. Gap between object and image. Gap between maker and made. Gap between material and faith. Gap between what is and what might be the case. Bridges in the air.
What can be asked? How has this happened? Sensory and sensual, I did this. Fumbled and stroked my way from nothing to something, from not knowing what I was doing to seeing what I had done. I was the bridge, built from the centre to the ends, hanging precarious in the air. An illusion? Like the bird and the clouds?
