I love this photograph.
In the midst of creating a body of work involving windows, homes, and the complex relationship between inside and outside, this simple image has captured my imagination.
I can envision this composition re-created in a simply painted style, pale color blocks suggesting the subtle light through the window.
This is a photo of my own home. I have moved within the last year and I snapped this shot as part of cleaning and moving out. It was a happy departure, a part of moving into a welcomed next chapter. Still, I loved this home while I was there.
This image lets the light in, but we do not see the window.
Sometimes windows reveal. Sometimes they obscure.
Windows are invitations to look in, to see what there is inside.
Windows are made for looking through and, therefore, are a good metaphor for time and memory: we look through our past, we look through our memories, to see what was there.
A window in an unexpected place is jarring. We have been culturalizd to know what windows are for, and immediately look at them or through them. But, in an undefined or ambiguous setting, they raise questions.
Finally, the window itself is a pattern. Here, the simple blocks create a geometric pattern on the floor. The neat lines capture the light.
Looking through the windows of remembrance may leave an imprint on our understanding in much the same way.
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