Oil markers on paper
12 × 9 × 0.1 in
2025
No one could remember when the Green Fish first appeared.
It did not arrive by river or sea. It simply swam into the conversation one day, gliding through a world that had no water. The others watched in silence. Some were amused. Some were suspicious. A few pretended not to notice.
The fish paid no attention to them.
It moved freely through ideas, dreams, arguments, and memories, crossing boundaries that everyone else accepted without question. Walls meant nothing to it. Neither did rules. Wherever it passed, new possibilities seemed to emerge.
At first, the creatures tried to understand the Green Fish. Eventually, they stopped asking where it came from and began asking where it was going.
The fish never answered.
Its purpose was not to explain itself. Its purpose was to remind everyone that imagination can travel where reason cannot.
Oil markers on paper
12 × 9 × 0.1 in
2025
No one could remember when the Green Fish first appeared.
It did not arrive by river or sea. It simply swam into the conversation one day, gliding through a world that had no water. The others watched in silence. Some were amused. Some were suspicious. A few pretended not to notice.
The fish paid no attention to them.
It moved freely through ideas, dreams, arguments, and memories, crossing boundaries that everyone else accepted without question. Walls meant nothing to it. Neither did rules. Wherever it passed, new possibilities seemed to emerge.
At first, the creatures tried to understand the Green Fish. Eventually, they stopped asking where it came from and began asking where it was going.
The fish never answered.
Its purpose was not to explain itself. Its purpose was to remind everyone that imagination can travel where reason cannot.
