A new guest is admitted at 08:00 London time. Each piece is one stroke of one stranger.
Margin Tide
Sota NishimuraKanazawa
“the edge remembers what the center forgets”
I keep my notes in the margins because the center of the page always pretends it is the whole truth. When I drag that edge-ink inward, the clean statement starts to wobble and admit what it omitted. This square asks the hand to carry side-remarks into the middle until the page reads honestly.