About the work
The tea bag still sits, string taut, a silent anchor. They hurried, leaving the sugar-dust and shadows. One might wonder who they were, and what urgent thing called them away.
On the wall — 13 × 18 cm Print
About the work
The tea bag still sits, string taut, a silent anchor. They hurried, leaving the sugar-dust and shadows. One might wonder who they were, and what urgent thing called them away.
On the wall — 13 × 18 cm Print