February Eve
Walking past a space that was designed to be a store but which is now empty often feels like walking past a horizontal grey hole.
On Market near Kearny is an unrented store that's not like that, that is not empty, not grey but filled with red, yellow and green lit from within, bangled with little decorative lights like gems. A Chinese New Year's parade dragon snakes around the store space and fills it, the dragon's big red and pink mouth open right at the window as if roaring through the window at inertia and usualness, ready for new, ready for anything, and regardless of what the anything is, the dragon will be in charge.
It's like part of what Valentine's Day wants to be--instead of emptiness, colors, fullness, strong beauty, and movement even when still.
Walking past a space that was designed to be a store but which is now empty often feels like walking past a horizontal grey hole.
On Market near Kearny is an unrented store that's not like that, that is not empty, not grey but filled with red, yellow and green lit from within, bangled with little decorative lights like gems. A Chinese New Year's parade dragon snakes around the store space and fills it, the dragon's big red and pink mouth open right at the window as if roaring through the window at inertia and usualness, ready for new, ready for anything, and regardless of what the anything is, the dragon will be in charge.
It's like part of what Valentine's Day wants to be--instead of emptiness, colors, fullness, strong beauty, and movement even when still.
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