Somehow the eyes turned this pose Janet Jackson held and what Joséphine Baker could have held as elegant into something different and far lower than previously projected. Somehow, but how? Is it the suggestion, the beginning of a smirk, or what passes for indifference that changes the nature of what could easily become a spiritual testament, or a formless way form has translating form to formlessness?
This is a remarkable mystery. It is - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 10.26.15