For many years, this bright yet foreboding carnival scene hung in my childhood bedroom. My mother applied the paint with a palette knife, slashing black lines across the canvas. Drifting to sleep, I imagined the eerie echo of a calliope. One of the poems in my collection Secret Formulas & Techniques of the Masters grew from dreams and nightmares the painting inspired.
Painting @ Louise Craven Hourrigan
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