The sky is vast, and always there. Is it so familiar that we forget to consider it? Acknowledge it? Is the sky just more psychic wallpaper?
The sky has many guises:
- Big sky.
- Winter sky.
- Summer sky.
- Night sky: a place of constellations, the Aurora Borealis, comets, and the chalkboard on which we create stories that help us explain ourselves and the world to ourselves.
There’s a blue sky overhead, and there’s blue sky-ing — creative or visionary thinking, unconstrained by practicalities, that take place in the head.
The sky is a busy place. It’s the place where gods live. It’s the place through which birds, kites, drones, and planes fly. And that guy on the chair with the balloons.