Looking, Watching

Sometimes the most quotidian views are also the most telling - now more than ever. In this photo I see a new essential need for PPE softly draping our enduring need for light, art, and a little to get by.

-Nic, Boston, MA

The stone-crafters of the highly varied column capitals in the courtyard of the Abbey Notre Dame de Senanque, the 12c Cistercian monastery in Gordes, France , depicted figures lively and somber, playful and poised—at all angles, so changes in light multiplied the variation; knowing these scenes would be all the holy residents had to gaze upon. For life. Cloistered. This was their whole visual world. The etched glass panel screen in my studio, by artist Claire Moriarty, provide me just such an ever-changing scene. Variations multiply as the light changes the patterns and tones across the arc of the day, east light, skylight and overcast skies.

Beyond that water bottle (which designates a scrapped together home-office in the corner of our bedroom) you can observe a rare sighting of our elusive neighbor on his balcony. In the two years that we've lived in this apartment, we've only caught a glimpse of him out there a handful of times. The rest of the time, his apartment is dark all evening, suggesting that no one actually lives there. Who is this guy? Where does he live the rest of the time? Why doesn't he just rent out his apartment for a hugely inflated price if he's never there? Is he just the house-sitter who checks in from time to time?

At one point in mid-April he accidentally left a glass of orange soda (he drinks orange soda?!) on the table of his balcony. Well, you can believe that our household was abuzz with predictions of whether he'd ever come back for it, and would the glass overflow with precipitation before it could be evaporated?! Every time we thought today would be the day, with predictions of heavy rainfall, we'd just miss it. Thank you for the entertainment, bizarre neighbor. I hope we never discover your mysteries.

-Liz + Joe, Boston MA


The stone-crafters of the highly varied column capitals in the courtyard of the Abbey Notre Dame de Senanque, the 12c Cistercian monastery in Gordes, France , depicted figures lively and somber, playful and poised—at all angles, so changes in light multiplied the variation; knowing these scenes would be all the holy residents had to gaze upon. For life. Cloistered. This was their whole visual world. The etched glass panel screen in my studio, by artist Claire Moriarty, provide me just such an ever-changing scene. Variations multiply as the light changes the patterns and tones across the arc of the day, east light, skylight and overcast skies.

-Katie, Baltimore, MD