Archive for October, 2011

Bruce Hollister / brown sketchbook

October 29, 2011
roots that clutch

roots that clutch

What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water.

TS Eliot

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Bruce Hollister / brown sketchbook

October 16, 2011

I have a lot of new pages to upload…

Here’s a start.

A Handfull of Dust