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Valerie Bowes
Worlds within worlds, these little experiments grow out of each other, each one reflecting a moment in time, a pause for thought.
Ghosts walk the paper, secrets lie embedded in the carbon, words rise & fall. I start & stop on instinct; my whole process depends on the suspension of the intellect. My hope is they create a breathing space, a second's contemplation , a temporary shift in the viewer's perception of the world.
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