Gasoline

An excellent morning at the modern art gallery for a training course/workshop - "Writing Our Dreams: using images to develop literacy skills" with works in the Ed Ruscha exhibition as stimulus. I was kind of in my element really, plus there was good coffee and cake provided!

"The honk of gasoline music" was summat that I came up with in the 'making lines of poetry from a pile of cut-up words relating to the images' exercise. All a bit Bowie. All a bit Burroughs.

And then a swim on the way home (it's almost like I've never been away)

L.A.