black velvet tree

in the museum of art, there is an exhibit called mirrormirror. i came upon something that made me stop breathing. i searched for pictures of it, but found none, so i'm going to have to sneak my camera in to steal a few. which is undoubtedly illegal. so for now i will have to describe it. it is a huge dead tree, branches extending all around you, lifelike, and deathlike. deathlike because the tree--the branches--are covered in the most beautiful black velvet. we're talking subzero black. 20,000-leagues-under-the-sea black. and it encloses me and sucks me in and i cannot br e ath e.

such presence. to have that kind of response...THAT is the power of art: that it can change your body change your thoughts change your emotions

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FEAR. PANIC! E C S T A S Y

...and then change your actions as a result.