
Artist's commentary
A Single Lie
Yes, it was a wooden ship with black sails.
It was a mistake for a failure of a man like me to seek salvation.
That's why they were black sails.
...Thinking back, all I ever did was hurt people. With sound. With my bow. With words. I hurt those close to me, those I loved. I hurt everyone, again and again.
Thus, they were black sails.
Her words were true.
I had no right to wait for a ship with white sails.
Postscript:
Please, don't blame her.
To me, those sails were black.