In his book Chroma, artist Derek Jarman writes, "I wrote this book in the absence of time. If I have overlooked something you hold precious—write it in the margin." That sentiment resonates deeply. My practice exists in those margins, in the spaces between what is held and what is lost. In the margins, I have found kinship in a lineage of artists and thinkers who, like Jarman, understand that absence is not emptiness but space for new possibilities– Blue is my love letter to them.