sitting in front of “night sea”
it is completely different in person. it doesn’t even look like the pictures on the internet.
the gold leaf literally sparkles, but the line is so fine you have to lean in close to see it. it has to catch the light.
& it’s not blue! it’s more turquoise, but not a steady shade. each individual rectangle has a gradient from deep turquoise to deep ocean blue. the lines start to shift as you look at it. they start to trick you. & this is how you’re pulled in, like quicksand in slow motion.
& you can see her. where the lines don’t quite match up or reach the edges of the canvas. that’s where agnes lives.
it stands out for its depth. the way I feel sometimes when I cross a bridge & a voice says “jump”.
night sea undulates the way the ocean does when there’s not a shoreline in sight. it feels like floating on your back & you just dip your ears below the water. sound becomes just a suggestion. you’re in a different world now. do you have a body? does it matter? maybe you & your body are the same thing as the water. maybe there’s no grid where your body ends & the water begins.