In 1954, Claude Cahun, after a stint in prison for political activism during WW2 on the island, tragically died. Their lifelong lover and partner, Marcel Moore, overcome with grief, painted all the windows in their house green to block out the view of the sea. As an islander, I can relate to this gesture of canceling out the sea. I remember my mother saying, in a moment of sadness, everyone thinks that the sea is fluid, but when you live on an island, it's just as solid as any boundary.