Gaston Bachelard writes in his study 'The Poetics of Space', that "a house constitutes a body of images that give mankind proofs or illusions of stability.".
I ardently believe this.
Waiting for the tap water to turn from cold to warm, lost in thoughts of the day, my eyes fixed themselves on the counter. This is such a generic scene but by plucking it out of the messy kitchen, cropping it, painting it, we are asked to examine it as something more ... well phenomenal.
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