Out of everything in this room, this piece spoke to me.
It was big enough to have a wall of its own.
It seemed to be suspended in time so gracefully, forever capturing the beautiful aftermath of creation. Something about its size and its simplicity and the way the colors were almost iridescent really resonated with me.
But of course, I was so caught up in my admiration that I forgot to check its name or artist. 😦
Dallas Museum of Art, March 2017.