Kitty Litter Abstractions
I have always maintained that art is in the eyes of the beholder. That being the case; however, I suspect that my staff must be going blind! Yesterday they proudly dusted off an old print, that had lain at the back of the wardrobe (where it belonged) for years. With great ceremony they unfurled it onto the dining room table. At first I thought that the picture was pleasant enough. A wash of grey blue evening skies, bathed amongst the branches of old gum trees – a charming nineteenth century... Sign in to see full entry.