Then, some news came my way.
The perfect circle had to go.
It seemed to take on the look of a cave entrance...or a gaping hole.
That is how the news I received made me feel...like suddenly I had a gaping hole in my life.
I added chains.Chains are difficult to work with...they tangle and knot up. Like life.
Life is messy and tangled and knots up.
A case of art reflecting life.
(Rest in sublime peace, my friend. You have left a gaping hole in my life...but I will do my best to fill it with beauty, grace and generosity. Those qualities that radiated from your being.)