“No one is in it.”


“That meadow scene is the first thing that comes back to me. The smell of grass, the faint chill of the wind, the line of the hills, the barking of a dog: these are the first things, and they come with absolute clarity. I feel as if I can reach out and trace them with a fingertip. And yet, as clear as the scene may be, no one is in it.”

― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

These paintings from my visit to SFMoMA are on my mind today.  They sort of match my Wednesday mood.  In-betweens.  Almosts and not quites.  And in the midst of it all, quiet.

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