the lines that come from every direction

The koi impact the world in such beautiful ways.  Their whiskers arrive first and water slides past to meet with the often open koi mouth (they seem to be constantly hungry).  The sleek koi sides glide through the shifting planes of blue.  Oh, and the way that the water’s surface slaps the air, continually presenting new planar surfaces to the atmosphere (as the koi unsettle it, shifting position always with swift swimming).  It’s all so wonderful.

And my pencil tries to follow all these complicated agitations of water and watery beasts.