There is a kind of bibliophile’s parlour game in which you arrange books on a shelf so that the sequence of titles on their spines tells a story.
You might do something similar with the titles of the individual drawings in the Tropical Night series.
Feathered Bat Descending. In the Dance. Hop Skip Jump. Jump Up. Shot Call. Flight.
Coming and Going. Immersed in Explanations. Submerged.
Oxford Journey. Castaway. New World. Making Progress.
A Next Day. Sitting Here Watching. Open Seas. Day In, Day Out.
After the Fire. Crown. Thorns. Bird Stress. Air. The Hills. That Tree. The Hunger.
Another kind of narrative. Another way, perhaps, of not seeing the thing at hand, the marks on the piece of paper before me.
--NL
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