Jojin Van Winkle
Windows within windows. Today is marked by screens. Openings into the present. Connections to the past and dreams for a future. I perch on the red exercise ball. Shifting and sifting thorough images. Editing video footage this morning taken months before. Contending with Zoom meetings. Composing emails. Crossing off to do list items and adding more before the ink dries.There is only stillness as the light comes through the windows. Pixel light and natural light. Sometimes these feel the same: Otherworldly.