Sitting in the semi-dark of Lucian’s room, playing with a wordpress app for my new “smartphone” (a title no object deserves when it requires so much instruction and direction), reviewing family, christmas, music, and food in my head (in that order).
Seeing the armature of xmas in a vision and it’s dark, silver and purple and blue. There are other layers- esp. that 50s-tinged jangly postcard and toy skin so close to the surface that it often masquerades as the true face; however, there is (for me) a soft gloaming, a purple shadow on snow, an infinite refraction of a lamp when seen through a web of ice-rimed branches… That is core.
Interesting because this feeling is tied to an environmental vision, not a domestic one.