The kitchen paints an uncanny atmosphere, topped with the smell of a freshly baked cake, that the oven exhales. Snail shells from the bewildered garden occupy a prominent space on the empty kitchen shelves, and the rests of small animals which have found their end in the bathtub become the embodiment of a nature morte painting.
The kitchen paints an uncanny atmosphere, topped with the smell of a freshly baked cake, that the oven exhales. Snail shells from the bewildered garden occupy a prominent space on the empty kitchen shelves, and the rests of small animals which have found their end in the bathtub become the embodiment of a nature morte painting.