Daughter had a Writer’s Workshop with Isobelle Carmody today, so I took a book and my camera and had a leisurely three hours to do with as I wished… a second breakfast, tour of the galleries and umpteen pages of the novel I’m currently reading, all while soaking up the glorious sunshine.
I’d pulled up at The Glen, and in between pages was admiring the sculptures, when the thought struck me – “open arms”.
Converted to black & white, with a couple of texture overlays… I’m quite liking this one myself.
