2008-2016 NIGHT POOL

Suspenseful Color: "The Imprisoned Water"

The garden stretches out beneath the moonlight, perfectly designed, like a masterpiece frozen in time. Geometric boxwoods stand as silent sentinels along neatly raked paths. At the base of a meticulously placed palm tree, a rectangular pool holds the water within its stone walls. Smooth as glass, it gleams under the pale light. The stillness is so absolute, one might forget to breathe.
As the night deepens, the silhouette of the caretaker emerges from between the manicured shrubs. He walks the paths with steady, practiced steps. Yet, as he rounds a hedge, a strange sensation grips him—a fleeting certainty that he is being watched.
Near the palm tree, a faint gust of air brushes past him, sending a chill up his spine. Drawn by an unease he cannot name, he moves closer to the pool. The surface of the water trembles with an almost imperceptible breath. Ripples form, as if the water is whispering secrets only it can hear. The caretaker freezes, his pulse quickening.
Beneath the moonlight, the pool’s surface seems to come alive. The ripples grow, their movement pushing defiantly against the stone walls that confine them. Then, just as suddenly, they vanish. The water stiffens, returning to its rigid, mirror-like stillness—captive once more to the garden’s perfect symmetry.
When dawn breaks, sunlight floods the garden, revealing its pristine order undisturbed. But the caretaker knows the truth. Beneath the surface of its calm, something ancient and untamed stirs—a force that remembers a time when it flowed freely across the Earth, unbound by walls.
For water, even when imprisoned, is never truly tamed. And it would take only the smallest moment, the faintest fracture, for it to escape... and reclaim its freedom.