Did you happen to see the full moon set this morning? Initially high in the sky, gleaming like a beacon, and then, as it lowered, seemingly growing larger and more orange and then gone, as the sea turned silver and the sky and mist turned a pale blue and pink. Too gorgeous to do anything but stare and wonder and admire.
Well, this moon, that I created last week using metal and scratches and a bunch of other things that I can't remember right now, isn't orange. It's stationary. And it's moody. And it's dark. But I like its mystery, the way the scratches imply movement, the way a tide moves out, and waves move toward shore. And could those be birds flying here and there? Some spray? Some bubbles?