Bright field


oil on canvas. 120x120cms

There is a poem by R.S.Thomas with the same title as this. It fitted as this is a distillation of something that might hardly be noticed but which I catch sight of in those rapid eye movements which occur whilst moving from one position to another and while doing something else. Then one comes across the poem and something must be done about it.

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