Rohmer Shirt—OysterIt was full of all the repressed sexuality of English Country Interiors, with the prints bleached out. A shirt, the color of oysters, embodied the reserved topography of a room full of Agnes Martin paintings, in an empty London museum before closing. The buttons, a miniature China Cabinet. A seafood tower the night before, dripping its ice in abandon. The taste of brine. The next morning, the fog heavy and low on the lawn, no one wanted to leave bed.