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‘…little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark’ Virginia Woolf
When night falls, the squares
and rectangles of light in otherwise dark
expanses of mass appear as a story board,
relaying the intimate narrative of a house’s
inner life, each space a tranquil stage
in waiting.
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John Pawson