To me, this image is about the rope. It can toll the bell, glad tidings or mourning, to mark time or to call people in. But it can also be a truss, a noose (tempted to let my typo, "moose", stand.), an instrument of captivity. I view it warily. The colorful flowers beneath the bell are like grace notes, visual echoes. The bell itself is such an interesting shape, amply capable of its central role. The tight focus on the bell and wooden structure affords a peek into the world beyond, which seems a bit magical. A melange of sight and sound.
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