January 25. Painting in the concert hall at Woodstock: water falling over a weir, seen from a distance. At the point where the water curves over the edge of the weir, it reflects the midday sun. The acrylic paints create an effect in this area that makes it look whiter than white, glistening. It is reminiscent of starlight, and I wonder on what other occasions one reality enters into another like this. Perhaps all the time.