Under the sultry shine of a California sun, more than one deadpan artist and otherworldly visionary, fictive character and everyday human, has dreamed desire and class, poetry and leisure, into the placid hue of a swimming pool. An inflatable lounge drifts in the cool, chemical blue. Pink-parts swimsuited, a curve of naked skin slowly tans, and manicured fingernails dip thoughtlessly into the surface of the water. Chlorine lends it clarity but subtle impurities capture the low red of light’s spectrum,…
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