Sunday 11 July 2010

A few weeks ago Steve and I were walking along a street near where we live and began finding these little clay figures dotted around, on walls, and placed in nooks and crannies. I liked this affectionate piece particularly, with its romantic addition of a toadstool, along with the old tin used as a plinth. I enjoyed the care that someone had taken to place them in interesting spots. Further up the street we found a tiny man sitting on top of a bollard reading his newspaper, with a little palm tree on a brick by a drainpipe nearby, and a very small woman with very big plaits waving from a ledge. When we walked back down the street in the evening, they had all vanished.

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