by Roselle Farr
A mending
A gilt green mean today is. Sulphur sun, undisguised, lacquered in
lilac sky, surely warms. Spring standard. Through the picture window it
lukely saunters and I open the office door so the cat, jejune, can bask in
the oblique light. A triangular illumination resting against the shadow’s
shape. It comes to mind, this chiaroscuro before me, a form of luminous
Kintsugi.
The feline, unlike the artform, isn’t concerned with the joinery. She,
of repair, contorts herself, fitting roundly within its light. There is no
rejection of history, no beauty being belied. There is only the magnetism
of heat—the lot of light.
Shine Ballard, astutelyaccidental, currently creates and resides on this plane(t). @xShine14
Roselle Farr is a full time Business Analyst, in her spare time she is an amateur photographer, but has also started to explore the world of abstract painting. She loves being creative and a selection of her photos can be found at her Instagram page – rosellemarie_photos.