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Sometimes words escape the page and gallop off into the wild, attaching themselves to a grander a canvas - a building, a wall, a billboard - and they take on
a new identity. I like that. I like the way they
expand, even small words; how they take on a new power and confidence, a more statuesque form and how their
meanings can bloat out with broader suggestions. Sometimes, given their location, they become comedians and masters of the obvious: the word
BENT on an Adelaide city building - one of numerous references to the word 'bent' I saw that day; the word
JETTY on Adelaide's Fleurieu Peninsular on a blue building butting up to the blue ocean - one endless vista of gorgeous blue; and the word
LIFEBUOY on...well....a lifebuoy shed (I presume) at Port Lyttelton, over the hills from Christchurch.
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