Midday
1974

...
Υes, my entire life
seems to have been made up of early afternoons;
that still hour when the grown - ups had their siesta,
and we had to keep very quiet,
and so were forced to turn inwards,
into our deepest self.
I remember going up to the flat terrace- like roof
(most single - storeyed houses had them in those days)
and flinging out a stick in an attempt to fish nothingness.

C.T. 

(triptych)

Wood, nails, string and pencil drawing on pasterboard in a plexiglas box
150 x 330 x 4 cm.
Private collection