The Verdant Breakroom
Now into my second week of archivisual studies, I dredged up a Havanesian image from the Great Pile to apply some learnings to (Great Pile apparently being my new term for the untold gigabytes of content I have yet to finalize from the voyage). Little technical stuff really, but it helped. So long as it’s essentially unnoticeable.
To the outsized envy of tower’d office workers everywhere, this is but a place for repose. For gathering thoughts with coffee after the air conditioning and fluorescence have wreaked havoc all about your mental machinery.
But I may have committed the cardinal sin of architecurish imagery in leaving the foreground empty. There’s nothing there! No engagement with the bottom corners in the slightest. Gimme another eight weeks, then I’ll know.
Bedroom now as break room?