urban living spaces
“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine…”
Follow Puck, the merry sprite, moving silently through this elegant
apartment at night, to experience a contemporary midsummer’s dream.
Individual touches of light crowd in like fireflies at the foot of a tall tree,
to welcome the sylvan creature that seeks a place to rest in this magic
forest: on a cream coloured chair, or a milky white sofa, looking up
at the tame stars that hang from the ceiling. Tiptoe with Puck from one
corner to the other of this nocturnal woodland, peeking through shelves
and books, marvelling at its several luminous moons. Mystery emanates
from the glow in each corner, finding its way through the clear glass,
mobile yet still, like the mirrored surface of water. Run your fingers
on the velvetine edge of the bed, hit the light switch: sleep.
Perchance dream.
INDIVIDUAL
TOUCHES
OF LIGHT
CROWD
IN LIKE
FIREFLIES
