It is no joke, the Sydney smoke

It is no joke,

the Sydney smoke –

an evil cloud,

a rainless cloak.

 

We grasp for breath,

we rasp and croak.

Our eyeballs sting.

Our spirits choke.

 

We cannot sleep,

yet

if we woke,

we’d see

our fiery climate

broke.

Please go over to my Sally Swain Art Facebook page…

in the next few days I hope to put up artwork for sale to raise money for the Rural Fire Service – an organisation filled with completely amazing volunteer firefighters.

Thank you.

Also, stay tuned for Art and Soul opportunities

to give voice to feelings around the climate crisis; to be with creativity in community.

Mapping our World
unfinished art that’s been sitting around, leaning against walls.  It turned out to be a perfect background for Broken Arted

Broken Arted
What to do?
What can I/we offer?

with love, art and soul

from Sally