Let me count the ways in which we dwell.
To dwell is to linger, to be sheltered, to be lost in thought.
To remember is to dwell, and Pete Jimenez remembers Chabet’s house paintings. He dwells on the notion that sculpture is painting, as both touch upon the ruins and remnants of everyday life, transforming thought into “both matter and metaphor.” These ruminate on what is left when life has moved on, monuments to when our original purpose has passed.
Excerpt written by Koki Lxx.
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