"My hand in the water, probably spring 1943, when I was five. I trailed my hand in the water as my grandfather rowed. My grandmother was in the front of the boat, wearing high heels as always—that's dubious. I was four or five, and this was spring. Fuzzy shapes passed underneath. I studied the water's crystal softness. The water was opening around my fingers, gently passing around them, then closing again behind."

560h x 380w
Water-based pigment ink on Fabriano 300gsm cotton paper
Edition of 3 + AP