This was the sketch, back when it all begun.
The basic concepts:
Vanishing point, parallels
vertical lines, diagonals
Our angles, all goodwill and disobedience
ready for a full day’s toil
with unreasonably good humour
A demanding, none-too well described job
performed in the best company
and fueled by the worst possible diet
We follow the sketch, changing and evolving
The main idea emerging from the chaos
increasingly defined, if somewhat tired
Growing simpler, more focused over time
– although baroque episodes still occur
every so often, without warning –
Then it all changes, the sketch is now a scene
Nevermore a page, but a stage
Two people holding hands
Their eyes fixed at some point behind the audience
Behind them in chronological order
you can see all the stages of the sketch
Their feet sinking in the hazy ground
– In close examination, not a fog
but microscopic copies
of their relationships and their worldly possessions –
In the background a new sketch appears
Opening as a new flower of the present