Concept · The wall

The night, kept

Pieces of the night sky kept in eggs, bowls, baths and umbrellas, and handed out by lamps.

In a sunny plaza of pale curving buildings, street lamps shine tall black cones of starry night down onto the paving, one over a bench. Each lamp hands out a bit of dark.
“Municipal shade in a sunlit plaza”, Fresh slop

On the wall the night turns up in small amounts, often in daylight. One egg in a carton of twelve is deep blue and full of stars; milk spirals up out of a cereal bowl into a galaxy; a bathtub drifting in space is full to the brim with one; a colander lit from inside throws stars across a dark room; an upturned umbrella on a wet street holds a whole starry sky; a gramophone horn in the desert is full of stars; on a steel workbench two horseshoe magnets hold a spiral galaxy stretched out between them. In a sunny plaza the street lamps shine tall cones of starry dark down onto the paving, one over a bench, each lamp handing out a bit of night.

The lamp on the bench is a light that stays on. These are the other way round: the night kept in things the way weather is, and let out a little at a time. A night sky also spills out of a machine in the laundromat, and a moth has eaten through one.

The facts

Kind
Concept
World
The wall
In Meinong’s jungle
“Municipal shade in a sunlit plaza”: Possible, the golden mountain kind. Street lamps are there to get rid of the night. These dispense it in cones, for anyone who wants a sit.
In Meinong’s jungle
“The starry egg in the carton”: Possible, the golden mountain kind. Taken as a painted egg, it passes. Taken as a carton holding the sky, it would be a different file.
In Meinong’s jungle
“Milky Way breakfast”: Impossible, the round square kind. Galaxies are not portion-sized. A small one is a contradiction served in a bowl.

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