There is a green water can in a kitchen sink, next to a cake brush and a metal scrubber. It's all sprinkled with some drops of water.
There is a green water can in a kitchen sink, next to a cake brush and a metal scrubber. It's all sprinkled with some drops of water. The aesthetic of the scene is pure, but it is also the same as the landscape. It is an empty space, but one that has been filled by the viewer. The subject of the work is the viewer, but one who, through a process of elimination, has become part of the scene.The other piece is a very strange white water can in a kitchen sink. It has been used before, but only on the wall. This time the can has been removed from the sink and placed on the floor. A small hole is cut in it so that the can now stands on the floor, open to a door. The work is titled The First Water Can, and the can is filled with water. It seems like a dream, but it is a dream that is actually an empty one. The water can is empty, but not empty. The viewer is not a spectator, but a potential participant. It is a dream, but one that is a dream.The work is a dream of an empty space and the viewer is a potential viewer. The work is a dream of an empty space, but one that is empty in a sense that the viewer is a potential viewer. The work is a dream of an empty space, but one that is empty because the viewer is a potential viewer. The work is a dream of an empty space, but one that is empty because the viewer is a potential viewer.The work is a dream of an empty space, but one that is empty in the sense that the viewer is a potential viewer. The work is a dream of an empty space, but one that is empty because the viewer is a potential viewer. The work is a dream of an empty space, but one that is empty because the viewer is a potential viewer. The work is a dream of an empty space, but one that is empty because the viewer is a potential viewer.
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There is a green water can in a kitchen sink, next to a cake brush and a metal scrubber. It's all sprinkled with some drops of water. The images are all more or less in the same spot: a piece of wallpaper, a kitchen, a can of paintbrushes, and a rainbow. It's as if the landscape of the life-world was just a sort of background on which the image could be set. It was like a picture in a window.A similar painting in the back room was also a picture in a window. It consisted of a mirror with a sheet of paper stuck to it, like a picture in a window. The mirror was hanging on a wall that was covered with plaster. The plaster looked like a face. This was the painting that stood as a kind of counterpoint to the window. It was also a picture in a window. A window that looked like a picture in a window. The mirror was a reflection of the window itself. In the middle of the room, a lamp was stuck to the window frame. It was also a reflection of the window. The lamp was also a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The mirror was also a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The mirror was also a reflection of the window. The mirror was a reflection of the window. The mirror was also a reflection of the window. The mirror was also a reflection of the window. The mirror was also a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The mirror was also a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window. The reflection was a reflection of the window.
There is a green water can in a kitchen sink, next to a cake brush and a metal scrubber. It's all sprinkled with some drops of water. The floor here is covered with a cloth and some garbage bags. One of the bags has a small hole in it. You can see that the plastic bags are just a bit too big. The piece looks like a grave or a tomb, but there's no grave here. The garbage is scattered about and there are no tombstones. There's no human presence, no gravestone, no tomb. It looks like a dissection of the everyday. In fact, the work seems to be a re-creation of a family album, a kind of family album of things.A couple of years ago, the artist Tobias Rehfeldt showed a group of paintings and drawings that were the result of his travels in the Middle East. In one, he looked at the floor of a mosque, with a few objects scattered about. They were all covered in dirt, and one had been placed on top of the pile. Next to the pile was a broom. The whole scene was covered in dirt, with a pile of rubbish piled up. The artist, who had always been fascinated by the occult, now found himself in the midst of an occult ritual. A sense of the supernatural, of the uncanny, permeated the work. The act of looking at the floor of a mosque became a ritual act, a search for the traces of the unseen.The artist also exhibited a group of sculptures, made of broken and torn bits of wood, which were covered in dirt. The sculptures were made of the same stuff as the floor sculptures, but with a difference: They were no longer made of wood. And they were completely covered with dirt. The sculptures looked like grave or tombstones. Their surface, like that of the floor, was covered with dirt. They seemed to be the remains of a ritual. The artist, who had always been fascinated by the occult, now found himself in the midst of an occult ritual.
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