Future

An immaculate conception.

Insomnia (1947) by Remedios Varo

When you imagine your future, do you have a certain finish or texture in mind? Is it shiny? Are you there, or is the scene free from the visual detritus of your human form?

I like to keep my future immaculate. My future is all sharp lines and great views. You can see the sky – pushy, self-obsessed clouds upstaging the sun …