We string paper lanterns to glow in the night, romantically, recklessly.
As if above there wasn't a wild sky with its gray clouds racing below the plum, at the very least.
The steady observer, almost concealed by darkness, looking in and looking over.
I am watching you. I have come to focus on you ferociously.
(A series of four monotypes, with additional acrylic paint and colored pencil, each 8 inches by 10 inches, on paper.)