23 April 2011

Hope

For many years I kept this Klee picture on the wall above my bed.
There is something hopeful about it. 
Somethings don't make sense, but you understand them anyway.
That's how I've always felt about Klee. I don't know what he's about, 
but my heart reads his language quite naturally.
I cant remember the title of this drawing- do you know it? 

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