Sometimes when you are working deeply, you turn around to reflect about a certain thing and you notice a thing that should have been obvious for as long as you occupied that space, but didn’t until then.
I turned around and saw the curtains swaying in the wind. Layered behind it were the trees. I grabbed the phone, turned on the camera and held my breath for close to 30 seconds.
A Rorschachian trance contained in a Rothko canvas.