To continue to theme: I had a really good day today.

I was just looking for installation references that use water, saw some images of The Floating Piers, and had the sudden simultaneous reactions that I usually have to that piece along the lines of: “cool!” “great!” “how tragic his wife died before its realization,” then “but how beautiful” and “I regret not being in Italy to see it.” 

I thought/felt: “things are more often tragic than not and that is okay.”

Something about processing tragedy (and having some practice with this because tragedies keep happening) is making me less attached. The negative space of our dead loved ones is a transparent layer over everything.

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