Margaret Ann Withers :: Curious Landscapes

watercolor, ink, gouache on paper

The woman in the house held tight to edge of her table as she thought, why can't I remember what has been done already? Lifting one hand, she lightly brushed the top of table as she thought of different lines of reasoning to try to figure out what was done and what was not, yet she still could not remember. It seemed to her that for a while now, her thoughts of future actions had become catawampus to her past. And she felt as if her mind was tumbling toward something, but really, she couldn't remember what.
Tumbling Houses