'Barn Owl Viewed From The Side', 1887.
Visiting Van Gogh. Black hole of eye socket possesses flesh, light-eons that made sight possible. Moon of face owns the force of time, to attack or hold back. Clean as wind, scribble down warms the bird. Overlays of crossed feathers could be the wood they emulate. Pencil, pen and ink on paper, the owl is a statement beyond words. When claws lifted off black branch one June night its wonder went unseen by its prey. The hand that drew was already wounded and could self-wound, was never going to cease drawing the plan, until eye or face or hand failed.