I spend a lot of time, at the computer, staring at my woodchip wallpaper, or resting the eyes on a picture of a frosty garden found in some magazine. The brain is elsewhere....
In the studio, there's now a "worktable" of sorts near the window - for the light. The view there is of the work in hand. The radio is on, engaging a different modality.
And this -
is a different sort of view altogether. It's nowhere I've been, and I can't remember where the picture is from - but don't we all have a special place in our mind or memory where we store these kinds of views?
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