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Still Life, Updated
The seventeenth century painted fruit and skulls. We photograph desks and coffee. The genre survives.
A tidy surface, warm light, one cup positioned like it means something — the still life never died, it just changed props. These quiet interior scenes obey the old rules: light from one side, textures in conversation, an arrangement implying a person who just stepped away.
We chose frames with genuine calm rather than showroom sterility. A little wood grain, a plant that is clearly real because it needs water, morning light with dust in it.
There is a pleasant recursion in a workspace wallpaper on a work screen — a desk behind your desk, tidier than yours, holding the door open for the version of the day where everything goes smoothly.
