When I first saw this diptych, my initial reception was: “accident” to the left, and ACCIDENT to the right. A minor thing (a child’s dropped its magnets, no big deal) versus something tragic (a bad thing has just happened in that bedroom). However, after a moment the feelings switched. And then again. And again.
What we classify as an accident depends largely on our perception of the situation. Sometimes a seemingly trivial issue may bear significant consequences, while what others would grasp as oh-so-grave, we live thru and forget in no time. Fridge magnets scattered on the kitchen floor may be just a side-effect of a child’s play, traveling between the floor and the fridge door on a daily basis, but they can also be what remained after the child is gone for ever. They’re never to be touched again and the family is unable to put those away. To the right of those one can spy a lady putting on her red stockings, and our perception of this may also vary based on our present mindset, own experiences, and so on.
Somehow this all reminded me of Hemingway’s sentence, with which he won a bet where contestants had to write a whole story in as few words as possible. He wrote: For sale: baby shoes, never worn. Six words are enough.
Diptychs 
When I first saw this diptych, my initial reception was: “accident” to the left, and ACCIDENT to the right. A minor thing (a child’s dropped its magnets, no big deal) versus something tragic (a bad thing has just happened in that bedroom). However, after a moment the feelings switched. And then again. And again.
What we classify as an accident depends largely on our perception of the situation. Sometimes a seemingly trivial issue may bear significant consequences, while what others would grasp as oh-so-grave, we live thru and forget in no time. Fridge magnets scattered on the kitchen floor may be just a side-effect of a child’s play, traveling between the floor and the fridge door on a daily basis, but they can also be what remained after the child is gone for ever. They’re never to be touched again and the family is unable to put those away. To the right of those one can spy a lady putting on her red stockings, and our perception of this may also vary based on our present mindset, own experiences, and so on.
Somehow this all reminded me of Hemingway’s sentence, with which he won a bet where contestants had to write a whole story in as few words as possible. He wrote: For sale: baby shoes, never worn. Six words are enough.
I love how your images always push each reader into seeing something totally different. I am once again enraptured by your pictures.