Corners of Containment

Illusions of Stability Integrate all the Special Values
My Cathedral of Silence This Shadowy Peace Who Does Not Want to Melt Away
Small World of Their Own The Wind of Another Time

We move constantly in and out of our own space (home or studio) and non-space (trains, airport lounges, tube stations) and even when we are in those non-spaces we bring to them our own presence.

We soak up their atmosphere, even create our own corners of containment within them and they momentarily become ours.