Anodyne
Wednesday, March 31, 2004
 
Huge West Coast skies this morning from the swaying trolley bus over Granville Bridge, the sun still rising, and the clouds' white edges rimed with light.

I remember criticizing similarly expressionistic skies in the work of my painter friend Ben Reeves, describing them, I think, as painterly, show-offish, and otherworldly, only to have him laugh and say, well, that's because you don't look up.



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