Two photos I took before stumbling into bed last night. The first, which I shot because it reminded me of walking through a Serra sculpture, is just my belt after I set it down on the bathroom counter. The second, which reminds at least one person who knows these things of a Frankenthaler painting, is the glass dish that holds the mostly melted candles on the bedside table (as seen from below). Consider these two photos today’s counterargument to those of us who sometimes fall into sad-sack laments that you need to fly to Paris or the Serengeti to find engrossing stuff to photograph.


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