Fluorescent beige. If beige could be fluorescent, I imagine it may look like this before a black light illuminated its pigment more. Electric tangerine peachy taupe washed across a sea of aqua and dark green. The only portion still showing being on the upper left side of the canvas. As we flow down, we see bright yellow mix amongst the nudes, faint figures dance and melt into each other like puddles. A bright, creamy orange outline of a square with taupe sits in the lower right quadrant: a keyhole, a porthole, a manhole. Or perhaps a period. The end.