Sometimes you need a break from war and politics and religion. Sometimes you just need to be very still and think about being human, or not even think about it, just contemplate it. This photo made me do that:
A man and woman moving with glacial slowness on a mound of earth, feathers, sticks and vegetation doesn’t sound at all like an enthralling theatrical experience. But such is the almost inexplicable magic of “Naked: A Living Installation,” that watching two bodies inch toward and away from each other in infinitely tiny increments is an utterly absorbing, potent drama of time and space — endless in the moment, over before you know it.
Sounds like life to me.