21/07/2026
Something took form in an instant, a strange need to revisit past events, to perhaps banish them (I am still unsure). The need was not of my own willing. It had taken hold of my mind and the body slowly followed. January was covered in snow, glistening on the pavement like stars,
and some thing came with it. I saw it all from my bedroom window: inconceivable shapes, still, then dancing, then roaming around, lighting up invitingly, all in glimpses of a second. At times i was tempted to join them, but it was a task so impossible to overcome, I caught myself clinging to the bed frame, until they melted away at the end of may.
Mayshape. 2026. 83x68cm. oil on canvas.
