Here I am exploring the boundary between language and nonsense. Someone looking at our languages in a million years might be just as confused. Communication is expressed in the now and the passage of time garbles it.
Created from glitter, sand, and gel. Just trapping light, just for a moment before it escapes and joins the entropy of the universe.
The lines of the fish are capable of being a hard line and a gentle curve. Both are on display here as one fish parts from the others to form his own identity.
