You hate me and I hate you, And we are so polite, we two!
But whenever I see you, I burst apart And scatter the sky with my blazing heart. In spits and sparkles in stars and balls, Buds into roses — and flares, and falls.
Scarlet buttons, and pale green disks, Silver spirals and asterisks, Shoot and tremble in a mist Peppered with mauve and amethyst.
I shine in the window and light up the trees, And all because I hate you, if you please.
Traditionally, the Dutch ring in the New Year’s with a massive display of fireworks. Young and old come out to the streets at midnight to light fireworks and to exchange a glass of champagne. This year, the lighting of fireworks to mark the new year has been banned due to the pandemic. In keeping with the old tradition, in this series, images of fireworks are projected using a pair of beamers onto a model, Esmé, who is lit by the projections and a string of holiday lights.