rafachka
I am at a gallery. I am looking at a painting, quite abstract. But it is looking back at me. Almost nodding that I don't understand what is painted. But I wish for that. I wish to be a painting, hung on this wall in front of me, and watch people: watch people walk by, uninterested, some interested; watch people gaze at me and nod understandingly or look puzzled; but mainly, always know what I will be here again and nothing will change save the people looking at me. It's a nice reassurance, when nothing is as certain as this painting on this wall.