test pattern yellow
every so often, i get an image through the window that works to balance my vision. generally this sort of balance occurs before or at the beginning of a major series of work. sort of a test from 53947 saying 'this is yellow, yes?' the imagery of the enlightened wind in the city that i have come to recognize as the birth of the burning city—that moment before all the human creative spirit contained within its structures are released in one massive conflagration. when 53947 looks at chicago through the window, this is how it appears.