Fusco-Lusco

In the "fusco-lusco", the world yawns in reverse. From the night, an almost-day emerges, as if the sun were rising from it. A suspended moment, a pause in which one remains. Warmth, warm skin – light usually arrives both from the outside and within. A process of undoing the night begins, and here we are, for a moment – perhaps several – recognizing the hands that turned on the light.