The original has been sold but the image is sold as a Giclée print as well

baby don't you cry

like in a game of chess

It is about time she makes room for herself to just be

Point of View - Giclée , 40x60 cm (indrammet 70x50 cm) Liggende The original has been soldShe peeks out at us through the darkness. Letters drift through the picture. In the background is a review of the poem These many larks by Per Hjholt (1966). The paradox of a review being just as poetic as the poetry itself: It is spring! After having slept all winter I awake. The larks are arriving by the dozen! The winter now flows in ditches and graves, it disappears, the sun is shining, a car drives up and down the dodgy road, alongside the pine