peachpenumbra@googlemail.com
04/12/10
Someone told me that the sky and the sea are never the same colour. Why they should be, I don’t know - different states of matter, the two, different purposes and depths. One is finite but clouded, trenched and furrowed and unknowable. And clearly this is true of the other, but the fact that it is clear counts for so much. Look at a puddle, clouded by sediment, and then think of space in these terms, and the possibility of some cosmic pothole arises. Perhaps we are looking not at the water but the grit, the trees not the wood.
