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Cloistered, perhaps, by other people’s things, second-hand.
The generosity of others is not unwelcome but
the task at hand of making them her own is, in itself, an art form.
After all, one can always paint more paintings.
– Natascha Graham
This week on Litro Lab podcast, we have an evocative and sensorial poem about a painting. Vanessa Bell might be always known as Virginia Woolf’s sister, but in this piece she gets a voice of her own to muse on metaphor, loss, and the rendering of life on a canvas.
This piece was read by Vee Tames.
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