Wednesday, 1 June 2016
Reflected in a Teapot
bedroom mirror and reflections
bedroom mirror in black and white
twin beds & candlewick bedspreads
lamp-stand with fringed lightshade
coffee cups on holder
coffee mugs on wooden hooks
reflected in a teapot
salt & pepper shakers
mantle clock and two scotties
After my mother died, two years ago now, we had to clear her home of her possessions; a sad task. Part of the sadness involved the necessary and permanent disassembling of a home's personality and heart.
This reminder of impermanence may have been on my mind last weekend when I stayed with my aunty (my mother's sister) and the reason why I took the photos shown above, of some of the things that to me seemed to reflect her home's particular personality.
The personalities of homes interest me; but not the House and Garden variety of home so much as homes that by their very nature, show a devotion to the personality of their owners.
Like people, there are no two homes alike.
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