wild amid the walk
"The wild" is around us. We all know this. We all sense the wild even amid the most banal daily civilized activities. It is there, maybe there, maybe a ghost, maybe a memory, maybe a hope.
There, here, with us, within us.
About Me
- Ai-jane
- My given name, Jane, combines with my other name, Ai-jen, to make Ai-Jane here for this blog. I am a painter living in the Midwest, more west than east, more north than south, and beautiful, and having, still, some wild places.
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