Movement one · seven panels · each on its own measured ground

Gilded

A panel is not a window.

A painted panel has no depth to offer. The gold behind the head is not sky and not wall — it is a refusal. These seven hang one to a screen, each mounted on the colour measured out of its own emulsion.

Almost nothing to see, and it is still an icon.

Almost nothing to see, and it is still an icon.

01 · R09 · ground #19100a

Two of her, and neither one is looking.

Two of her, and neither one is looking.

02 · R20 · ground #564c42

The first cold colour in the series.

The first cold colour in the series.

03 · R30 · ground #435562

One lens, the width of both eyes.

One lens, the width of both eyes.

04 · R35 · ground #623b54

Gold — and it is on her eyes, not behind her.

Gold — and it is on her eyes, not behind her.

05 · R12 · ground #69380c

The wall gives way and becomes a ground.

The wall gives way and becomes a ground.

06 · R40 · ground #864b26

Two of them, and the ground is louder than either.

Two of them, and the ground is louder than either.

07 · R23 · ground #79604a

Seven grounds, and not one of them is a place.