The human dwelling is like a theater, like acting behind the misted windows with the temporary scenery on the background.
It is an attempt to capture something intangible and vague that hides between movement and stillness.
An unbearably soft eye is hiding behind the black and white web of sharp piercing lines. The contrasting edge of the mask recoils from the intolerable gaze.
This is the last drop of black and white situation that expresses a desire to shrink and stand still trying to retain the weakening strengths.
In the air of eternal tranquility, the baby is fast asleep under the black and yellow withered autumn leaves, while their sharp contours emphasize the child’s helplessness.
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