Thursday, November 11, 2010
Ideas are like rabbits. You get a couple and learn how to handle them, and pretty soon you have a dozen.
One never knows what sky will come. Campbell Street, Hobart. September 2010.
I like a nice sky. To be honest, I like a nasty sky too. Any kind of sky really. Raining, sunny, you know, anything goes.
Well, not a grey one. I’m not too much of a fan of a grey sky.
I’ve not seen a green sky, but I’m sure it’s nice.
I have seen orange skies, purple skies, red skies, pink skies. Blue skies of course.
So yeah, any kind of sky really.