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23" x 19" framed (4 layers) I was asked by a novelist to do a study in blue, her favorite color. I did four. This one is about the blues in the desert where many broken hearts have gone to die. I have been there myself, on my knees with my son Tino burying the ashes of our dog India. From that barren ground above Tucson, we plucked a flower. The spirit of India ducked away behind a blue Saguaro. Tino's poem rose beyond the butte and a crow, perhaps a raven, cawed once. |