Still Arriving

"My three-year-old could do that" A man in a weekend jacket. A Rothko at the Stedelijk. Four seconds, a dismissal, and he moves on. He felt something the four seconds are the evidence but he had no road to it, so he reached for the only vocabulary available. Lena watched him go. Then she went home and started writing. She has been in every room. Van Eyck's workshop in Bruges in 1428, when oil pain...