In the park

Thoughts:
A tiny little fawn stood by a tiny little tree, still and transfixed as if in a dream. It was two minutes past eleven at night. And then I passed by again at four in the morning, and the animal was still dreaming. So I crept up quietly—barely breathing—against the wind toward the tree, and gave the fawn a tiny little nudge. And there it was, made of plaster. Joachim Ringelnatz

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MixedART on canvas with a wood-colored shadow-groove frame