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sfmoma: Dear Zim Zum I (or, my weathering steel), You are aging, and so am I. Yet you are older than me, a decade more spent on this earth. You have seen much more of this world than I, and have witnessed its changes as they’ve beat themselves onto your surface. Sometimes, I wonder whether my eyes, which themselves have started to crinkle at the edges, seem so naïve to you. I become uncertain in the presence of your certainty. I doubt myself, because you seem without doubts – all knowledge, all confidence. So grounded you are, whilst I, I flit and am ever changeable. You are changing too, but remain more constant than I. Sometimes I wonder at how it is that you can stay so steadfast, and not be swayed by the whims that move me; how it is that you can find all you need in the one location, and not urge to be everywhere else, and experience all other places and things and people. But your beauty comes from your still slow changes, and the constancy with which you face the world. And for that, my heart remains as true as you are. Your thoroughly human, and ever changeable, lover

sfmoma:

Dear Zim Zum I (or, my weathering steel),

You are aging, and so am I. Yet you are older than me, a decade more spent on this earth. You have seen much more of this world than I, and have witnessed its changes as they’ve beat themselves onto your surface.

Sometimes, I wonder whether my eyes, which themselves have started to crinkle at the edges, seem so naïve to you. I become uncertain in the presence of your certainty. I doubt myself, because you seem without doubts – all knowledge, all confidence.

So grounded you are, whilst I, I flit and am ever changeable. You are changing too, but remain more constant than I. Sometimes I wonder at how it is that you can stay so steadfast, and not be swayed by the whims that move me; how it is that you can find all you need in the one location, and not urge to be everywhere else, and experience all other places and things and people.

But your beauty comes from your still slow changes, and the constancy with which you face the world. And for that, my heart remains as true as you are.

Your thoroughly human, and ever changeable, lover

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