Bathing The Lunatic In Tremors Of Gold

 

   She reaches for the key of misplaced objects (above, left) and intercepts the one who secretly loves her (extreme right), with a glance off the edge of the door, like a waterfall surrounded by subtle crimes. The fortune-teller fondles the slave girl (behind, center) to gain access to the mysteries (glowing in the foreground), while the magician remains illusive and sinister (to her near left) and always in the dark. She, as usual, is most playful and prophetic (as she moves slowly behind the wedding couple.) He, on the other-hand, is growing transparent in his desire for her, and dangerous in this aspect of his greed. They all regain their composure, for one brief moment, when the light changes from black and white to illumination.