We approach the end. Like game levels, one encounters hurdles and obstacles.
The who date is approaching, the space is changing.
I saw today, as I removed the masking tape from the boxes, I moved them, from the corner parallel to the stairs towards the centre of the marble tile. And lifting up the other set, whilst removing the tape, and placing the structures next to each other.
My eye level gazing upon the structures could travel and go in and out of the maze like structure,
I recalled as I left in the car. I remember saying to myself – organisation, to organise something.
And so this re organisation made some sense, a pleasure of a system which I could enjoy, reminding me of perspective in a painting.