While shuffling stuff around to make space for painting the bedroom, unexpected compositions were made. Objects from one side of the room and objects from another side suddenly found themselves together. New interrelations were formed. In one such interrelation, the objects looked posed and rigid. It made me think of Wes Anderson’s staged compositions that are always slightly melancholic.

An object can be totally transformed by its setting. Just like people.

Epilogue: We are all pieces of a puzzle trying to fit together and find our place.


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