Kenjiro Okazaki
Fish never rise to the water's surface during daylight, for the day is too frightening. At night,however,they venture to the boundary between water and air, where they can sense the moon, stars,wind,air,and the soft,ethereal whispers of plants. Nothing disturbs this underwater realm save for the fish.Reeds sway in the breeze, creating soft,flute-like sounds underwater. As night deepens,dew falls,making faint noises on the silent surface. Apart from these gentle disturbances, only the voices of insects can be heard. Leur incarnat léger, qu'il voltige dans l'air Assoupi de sommeils touffus.Aimai-je un rêve? —Stéphane Mallarmé, "L'Après-midi d'un faune" (excerpt), 2024
Acrylic on canvas
182 x 144 cm (71 5/8 x 56 3/4 in.)
Unique
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