The sweeping eighty - thousand - candlepower light from the third - order lens cast the frothing
sea from shore to
horizon into the high contrast of white
against black for some moments, then back into full pitch - darkness.
The oceans overcome me with the drama of an emotional
sea; she soaks in her salt
sea that stings her every cell as it fills her with musical compositions, the ocean of enormity fills her empty spaces, pulling and pushing
against the vast skyscrapers and land line
horizons raising a mural of life: reality of life — «the gentilepainter».