When I look at this image I see water, and layers of paint. The effect of seeing these two things simultaneously is magical. I look at the water, the distortions of the waves, the large movements and the small movements upon the large movements. I see the primal movements upon which the smaller movements move. How far in can I see? How many layers can I penetrate? How much of the deep layers can I sense, or see, or think? I wonder about the mysterious deep layers, and the obscure large movements.