"Tiger, Tiger burning bright, in thy forest of the night, what immortal hand or eye can frame thy fearful symmetry". Blake
Love that poem..anyhow completely unrelated
The beginnings of another dead painting, tiger tiger! Destroyed now like most that I have been making, better to come for sure!
Love that poem..anyhow completely unrelated
The beginnings of another dead painting, tiger tiger! Destroyed now like most that I have been making, better to come for sure!
