“I seem to see him, alone in the void, as he travels through the expanse of light-years, but still quarreling with his wife. That ‘I told you so’ and ‘brilliant discovery’ that accompanied the birth of stars, the movement of galaxies, the cooling of planets, that ‘you’ll be happy now’ and ‘that’s all you ever say’ that marked every episode and phase and explosion of their quarrels and of heavenly cataclysms, that ‘you always think you’re right’ and ‘it’s because you never listen to me’ without which the history of the universe would not have for him any name or memory or flavour, that eternal conjugal bickering: if ever it should one day come to an end, what a feeling of desolation, what emptiness!” 11 x 15 inches ink and marker on watercolor paper July 12, 2016 image 1603
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