19 August 2007

The sea, the sea

There was something glassy about the way these waves crashed
against the quai at St Ives. The tinned green of float


And here's a bit of mirror in Barbara Hepworth's studio and sculpture garden in which my companion and I are both taking photos of each other. Good to see this so soon after the same at Henry Moore's home. So cramped compared to his palatial spaces.

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