Water. Water. Water.
Rusty, copper, garnet
red, like blood.
In all forms
dripping, trickling, falling, pouring,
droplets, streams, currents,
rivers, waterfalls and lakes.
Never ending, never stopping always flowing,
Walking through long abandoned villages
that have turned to dust and stones.
a church whose tower has been used as target for army tanks.
For 40 years the forbidden land of no one.
Now, no more people.
Just silence and eerie solitude
but the water is still flowing always flowing
taking the time and memories away...
Materials – copper filler, GP resin