Thing is, I don't know what this one actually means. I hope you do.
I'd read the phrase - the memory of water - in a critical article on homeopathy and was quite taken with it. A few days later I took the photo of The Lady with the Bare Booby in my front yard. When I inverted the colours a rock appeared blue and I noticed that she was carrying two empty jugs. The phrase came to mind, as did the concept of faith. I just mashed it together from there.
Maybe a bit suprising coming from a bolshy athiest.
I love this, so much, one of my favs words and art are very precious1
ReplyDeleteThanks Lorraine.
ReplyDeleteThing is, I don't know what this one actually means. I hope you do.
I'd read the phrase - the memory of water - in a critical article on homeopathy and was quite taken with it. A few days later I took the photo of The Lady with the Bare Booby in my front yard. When I inverted the colours a rock appeared blue and I noticed that she was carrying two empty jugs. The phrase came to mind, as did the concept of faith. I just mashed it together from there.
Maybe a bit suprising coming from a bolshy athiest.
So, what do you get from this?