Lying on the floor of the kitchen, I looked up and saw this, and was mesmerized. I’ve seen this corner before, but it was always from a roughly upright standing position. This time, I was lying underneath it, looking straight up. The angles, the way the colors contrast, the way the different surfaces meet and the textures echo one another; all of that was so engaging, so engrossing that I lay there and stared just for a moment. Then I got up and did the dishes. From yesterday. And maybe from dinner the night before that.

Cottage is perspective. This is Cottage.