... put together and quilted (about 50x50 cm )
"Withered vines, gnarled trees, twilight crows,
river flowing beneath the little bridge,
past someone's home.
The wind blows from the west
where the sun sets, it blows
across the ancient road,
across the bony horse,
across the despairing man
who stands at heaven's edge."
(Ma Chih-Yuan: Meditation in Autumn)
Borrowed this from whiskeyriver.blogspot.com