What the Water Remembers
First, the coast.
Then, the face.
Then, the face.
You found it
The Other Florida
There is the Florida we see.
And there is the Florida that remembers us.
Some paintings contain a second reading that does not announce itself immediately. A reflection knows something the object does not. A coastline becomes a face. A storm becomes an eye. The visible landscape is only one version of the place.
Places remember.
Not everything returns unchanged.
Some histories survive without names.
The water knows another version.
The visible website is Florida.
The hidden website is Florida, remembered in dreams.