under the grass

Monday, February 23rd: The first layer of dirt under the grass is a rich wet brown, almost black. it clumps together and is filled with traces of dead grasses weaving between the thicker areas. Shadows are solid and black, while its lightest areas are speckled deep brown, like a dinosaur egg.

Tuesday, February 24th: It leaves dirty smudges and wet spots on the flushed pink tips of my fingers. It is still wet and cold; sparkling with ice and also with the minerals that lend it their color. Dark chocolate 70%. One time, a man told my friend as she was buying a chocolate bar that if she went any more concentrated in cocoa, it would just taste like dirt. I think this dirt might taste like chocolate.

Wednesday, February 25th: it keeps getting darker as I go down. It looks like a ground clove brown sky with ice stars faintly visible.
It seems atmospheric.

My internet at home was being a little wonky over the weekend, so I wrote these and am copying them over to here now.

Saturday, February 21st: acid green with soft mint and light ochre stripes thinly and evenly throughout with set-in specks of beige and tan and butter yellow. patches of lighter and darker areas all over, and the darkest area is a cool medium solid green with white accents and soil beneath. The soil is a subdued brown, with an allover gray tone, maybe 40% or so.

Sunday, February 22nd: Gray-brown, washed out and soft looking, with specks of white and lighter brown as well as occasional bits of color, in the form of trash. flashes of silver from a gum wrapper; white and black, a coupon.

I am digging a hole, fifteen inches deep, one half inch per day. each day the color of what comes out of the hole will be the color subject for the day.