Angels and Daemons

Much thought had been given to what I might possibly create for the Angels and Demons mail art call issued by Funf Blanks, Germany.

So much so, that I wrote a piece before my hands got involved.

Somewhere between the dark and light,                                                                               Lines fade and blur wrong and right.                                                                                     Our daemons attack us in the light—                                                                                    No angels can save us from the night.


The simplicity of the image is complemented by the accompanying poetry.

Just goes to show that the end result doesn’t always gel with the initial vision.

Happy Trash to you, until we meet again!