AY DIOS - Diana Blok


What would this water be like without its oil slick? Like Curacao without its refinery. Clean. Sterile. Monotonous. The oil creates a spectrum of colors, the contamination turns the water into a Monet. Nothings disturb the perfection, until the wooden keel of a boat or the bullet-shaped nose of a tanker cuts through the water. Then the colors spatter to all slides, then everything starts to move. But for a little while the slick remains a lily, afloat in the pond at Giverny.

Jan Brokken

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