Out for the Afternoon

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The Peddler. The Works Festival. 2015

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The Peddler, 2015

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The Peddler moves with the wind, she stops to sell her dreams and wishes, her secrets and her lies. She will trade you for some of your own. A kiss is a thimble, but so is an acorn. With pockets full of new kisses and fingers around a secret the peddler leaves you having taken what you no longer need.

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Loves-me-Loves-me-not, 2015

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Flowers have a history of romance and mischief.
Once they spoke a secret and silent language, the language of lovers.
A single poesy whispering a fancy, a feeling, a fate.
A bouquet scripting a story.

Little girls play, each petal falls to the floor.
Flowers providing fate.

Ring-a-ring o’ roses
Pockets full of poesies.
Buttercups and daisies,
gentlemen and ladies.

Tussie mussie, a wee hand held bouquet, each sprig and bloom collected to sentence sentiments.

He-loves-me, he-loves-me-not.
She-loves-me, she-loves-me-not.

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They danced to overcome their melancholy. Art in The Open. 2015

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They danced to overcome their melancholy.

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They sang to overcome their loneliness. Lumiere. 2015

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The Maidens Tragedy. Nocturne. 2015

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