my way of seeing...

When I looked at my bathroom, which is currently undergoing a transformation, I felt disheartened as I was greeted by a mess of broken tiles, pieces of plasterboard, sacks with building materials and pipes poking out of walls without any purpose. But when I began to carefully look and to narrow down my focus I was intrigued by a particular composition I had managed to isolate from the mess of the room: a broom leaning against a freshly tiled wall, its bristles covered by bags, one of them standing upright and overflowing with waste material. The whole arrangement had a painterly character. Looking at it made me feel calm and forget the mess around me.