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Below are Caroline's new paintings which she did in China earlier this year The poetry 'This is the proposition [A trip with Caroline Hands' China paintings, 2008]' is by David Hart
1. When they say let's go for a walk they mean Let's dance, only they mean Let's make up new dance before we even think about it, let's jump through mist and fire and so proceed there where this kind of walk takes us.		2 A kite is not a kite, I'm a kite, you're a kite, the great bouquets where they grow are kites, the buildings any moment now will take off into the blue, you're a kite, I'm a kite, kites are mere cuttlefish.	3 I'm a hundred and six, how old are you? I'm two years and three months and six days and I arrived here flying with ease. I am you and you are a flying flip-flop, I am you and you are snowdrops frying in whispers, doves are laying bright eggs deep into the floating harvest, no-one knows or cares where we're going, but we do know secretly.
	Let it flow oil on canvas 248cm x 168cm

	About a place oil on canvas 248cm x 168cm

	On the move old and new oil on canvas 248cm x 168cm

	Our footprint oil on canvas 248cm x 168cm

	Peace talks oil on canvas 248cm x 168cm

	She flew through the air oil on canvas 248cm x 168cm

	The land our place oil on canvas 248cm x 168cm

	Two steps forward one step back oil on canvas 248cm x 168cm

	Where will that kite go oil on canvas 248cm x 168cm

	Woodland walks oil on canvas 248cm x 168cm

4 Now that we have learned to swim in air, now that fish are breeding with doves and giving birth to us all over again so that we can receive the wink of a whale and send our secrets off on kites knowing they'll be found in moonlight.		5 Lamps are the fruit of the snow mountains, corn stalks are the lamps of the snow mountains, blue auras are the birds of the snow mountains, this way to the dark mountains, the dark angel will accompany us and the kestrels pretending to be doves.		6 Here come I from the ship in the sky and here come I awake in a cloud and here my friend says here come I awake at last and flying. Let's tangle, for in a tangle always there is prayer lighting us here.


		Flags of unity oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm				What next oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm

		Red oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm				Midnight hour oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm

		Of celebration oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm (Sold)				We're curious oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm


Paintings which Caroline did in China last year

	7 Yawhackwoo! Hello? Yawhackerwoo! Lovely day. Wockerwhackerwoowoo! I saw you flying through the mist and arrive here plonk and whack. Right!		8 O woo! And look at you and woo me too and who is this and what is orange and is not a fish? I tell you, when this hill turns and we all fall off. Kiss-kiss, swim-swim.		9 Wichita! Starachit! Wichita Wichita! Staraaachit! O dove where sky that is sea meets earth that is squall. I know, says the dove, we all do know.

		Journey 1 oil on canvas 165cm x 150cm				Dancing in the Moonlight oil on canvas 165cm x 150cm

		Journey 2 oil on canvas 165cm x 150cm				Up with the lotus oil on canvas 165cm x 150cm

		Followings Dreams oil on canvas 165cm x 150cm				Many sides of the coin oil on canvas 165cm x 150cm

		Detail from many sides of the coin				Detail from many sides of the coin

		At the Opera 1 oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm				At the Opera 2 oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm

		At the Opera 3 oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm				At the Opera 4 oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm

		Bamboo 1 oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm				Bamboo 2 oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm

		Leaves oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm				Lotus Land oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm

		Water Flows 1 oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm				Water Flows 2 oil on canvas 60cm x 60cm

		Green Lake Park, Kunming, China oil on canvas 142cm x 106cm (sold)

		Breaking Out oil on canvas 142cm x 106cm

		Looking Through oil on canvas 142cm x 106cm

	10 Go on, mistake us for angels. But we are, we are! With our shapes, our clumsy leaps? O yes, angels, O yes! Don't want to be an angel, I'm fine leaping about being me. Me too, but I was, do you know, created two minutes ago out of angel dust. Well, yes, angel dust, me too.			11 O whispering gods of sky, well, flight and mound, grant us a quiet night and a peaceful end. Not yet, not yet! For so we came and will return to earth, more seeds to sew, more eloquence, more birth. Not yet! This our delight of cluster and of swoon must soon give way to what we do not own, we are but soul-stuff in this form on loan. Not yet!


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