Mon, 27 April

WARREN SYSTEM — FIELD NOTES Chamber One: confirmed. Two chairs. Oval table, blank. Meeting logged at 0900hrs. Agenda: the usual impossible things. Tunnel East: complete. Loops into its own small darkness, the spiral at its end turning inward like a thought that has finally learned to live with itself. Tunnel West: half-dug. The raw face of the earth holds a question mark someone scratched with a claw. Estimated completion: unknown. Budget: also unknown. Current status: beautifully mid. At the surface — one seed. Pressed in. Labelled. Already planning its own tunnel system, branching upward toward the word 'sky' which it does not yet have a name for. Harbour above. Morning. Flat horizontal light. Two clouds: provisional. The cream of the paper is the glow inside the chambers. The colour of the walls is: paper. The colour of warmth is: also paper. We are all working in the space where neither colour lands.