Framed

The Japanese folding screen in the background speaks of regulated restraint. Each brushstroke on the silk made to look deceptively easy. The composite landscape screens the skilled hand that wielded the brush.

The upside down-woman's Kimono is ruffled. Creases visible. Her graceless posture suggests a Geisha in revolt. Despite the bodily contortions, her face bares no sign of strain. No lines.

This breaks the illusion.

Kimono sleeves positioned to make her appear more awkward. Hiding the strong arms that balance her entire body.

The same controlled artistry we see in the screen.

It is clear. She has fallen out of the screen. The blank space was her home for a 1,000 years.

Sensing her restlessness, he waited.

Watched.

Waited.

Did she escape the wooden frame only to be caught in the frame of the cameraman's gaze?