Black Square Kazimir Malevich 1915

when you are soaked wet through ¿is that the bones of you visible? do we need to get closer take everything out of context out of focus drying patterns shows me the lines where heat escapes the most perhaps brittle edges are revealing edges gaps and spaces explain everything we make it too complex then see nothing at all add the frame where do I stand to not corrupt the image interference is so easily created nothing, absolutely nothing in the corners yet squared importantly squared edges aren't important other than they are there the window in or out is a frame we see more if we crop sometimes the light shines through sometimes the dark permeates if we turn it on it's head it's just us sat staring at the sky you watching me watching you in fascination that we are fascinating listen too much time is spent looking at odds on look against the odds it is the freedom seek original thought saturate yourself in it stay in it until you crack up we'll forever look for the brightest spots until we burn our eyes and can no longer see in the dark