I am interested in the tension between how a woman is seen and how she sees herself. There is a natural oscillation between intimacy and aloofness, longing and withdrawal, then and now. Pink flows between these sensibilities, connecting moments into a chronology dictated by impact, hinting at a presence that attaches then recoils from an implied cast of others. I am constructing a rhythm, like waves, to the act of being a woman; applying a veneer of vulnerability and conventionality as a purposeful appliqué in protecting one’s own privacy though out the lifelong process of needing and being needed. I turn to Virginia Woolf for inspiration and companionship. Here, inside this fictional friendship, I flourish with perceived validation, finally seeing the breadth of a pervading silence.