The empty chair

We often ate at a square table beside the kitchen, the square seemed to emphasise the usual 'fourness' of the event. Each of us sat on a bentwood chair.

The first meals after Charlie's death were hard for us all. The empty chair seemed very empty indeed.

b&w linocut   150×150mm   edition of 40   $100

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