Suspension of particles, time and.....
Jack Fulton (jfulton@itsa.ucsf.EDU)
Sun, 11 Aug 1996 12:53:25 -0700 (PDT)
the dance of sunlit particles in the clarity of a morning where embers lie
fallow, odors of fresh cut peaches still abound and one wonders if it
might rain even though it is not the season.
Terry ... your poetic response relating watercolor painting to gumming was
the breeze that billows one's sails.
Jack
***The eye is the Pencil of Nurture***