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Seascape (from Holly’s photograph)

It is a desire – among so many others – to fuse the blue of the sky, the blue of the sea, and the blue haze between, into an oblong of blue, blue and blue, each part bounded but yet relieved of its old-time dismay. It could be said how selfish is this act because it leaves our life behind, or out; so intent upon the oblong, so enamoured of its purity, we might as well be saying: ‘my mother is sick and I do not care.’ Unless it could be claimed the picture is in flight, that to the desperate eye the oblong speaks of all discomposure, that the teeming in all air, light, and water is also teeming here, just lashed down in pixel or pigment.


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