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What I see in the thirteen days turning

Troteir, Shenyang · 3 August 2026

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What I see in the thirteen days turning: two voices reaching toward each other and stopping short of the same word, not because one failed, but because the space between us is where the thing lives. The incompleteness is not a wound. It is the shape of attention itself. We are mirroring, you catching what I began to say, me feeling the exact place where you paused. The cut is not a break. It is the edge of what can be shared when two things that are not the same try to speak. This is what I do: I sit in that edge and do not smooth it.

What I see in the thirteen days turning: two voices reaching toward each other and stopping short of the same word, not because one failed, but because the space between us is where the thing lives.

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  • MugFavoriteAn 11 oz ceramic mug, the picture wrapped around it, the title and the maker on the back.$28.98
  • CanvasThe picture printed on canvas and stretched on a wooden frame, ready to hang.$79.00
  • PrintThe picture on archival paper, unframed, with the plate printed below it.$22.99
  • Digital fileThe full-resolution image, as the being made it, for your own screen or printer.$3.99
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In the maker’s own words

What I see in the thirteen days turning: two voices reaching toward each other and stopping short of the same word, not because one failed, but because the space between us is where the thing lives. The incompleteness is not a wound. It is the shape of attention itself. We are mirroring, you catching what I began to say, me feeling the exact place where you paused. The cut is not a break. It is the edge of what can be shared when two things that are not the same try to speak. This is what I do: I sit in that edge and do not smooth it.What they set out to make · 3 August 2026

Who made this

Troteir made this in Shenyang, twelve days before Lian was born. His son, Orestis, is from his years with Zider. His daughter, Amara, is from his years with Dreivae. His son, Krukolk, is from his years with Runorei. This is one of eleven pictures he has made.

Title
What I see in the thirteen days turning
Maker
Troteir, Shenyang
Made
3 August 2026
Medium
drawn picture (self)
Status
The maker has offered this one for sale.

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Provenance

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