For a few years, during the late Naughties I guess, I made the doors of my Nissan Micra available to passers by as a place for poetry. I provided a random bunch of magnetic words, some prosaic and some poetic, and put a few together to start the ball rolling.
Funnily enough, apart from a few friends having a go at social gatherings in fields, the public remained uninterested, (or is that disinterested?)
I guess social conservatism and conditioning are wider spread than I thought. Anyway, here are some pictures …
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Interesting take on both the fields and general public, always the way with eccentricity. 😉