Sunday, March 18, 2012
The Juggler
I fear I hear the Juggler
near the crying juggled
and all the time my world
is but a still yesterday
Tony
mixed media on German etching paper 1988- definitely a distorted self portrait... Is it about a love lost, a mess up in his life or fear and thus fear of death... Beauty drinks from deep and dark sources sometimes.
Labels:
Antwerp,
circus and harlequins,
figurative,
mixed media,
poem,
self-portrait
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