|West Maui at Sunrise, 8 x 6 oil|
When I think of fish, I think of flexibility. The boxfish is as rigid as they come, a fixed skeletal box of a body, with little fins and tail attached. To make up for his stiffness of body, the tail must bend a full ninety degrees at times, the fins make intricate ruffling patterns like the skirts of Loie Fuller. Even his mouth seems rigid, fixed in a surprised pout. There are not a lot of these fish on the reef I've been visiting. Maybe rigidity is not a very successful strategy.