Room XIII
The Outdoor Dining Loggia
Beams overhead filter the sun into stripes across the stone table, the sea beyond wide open past the last column. This room moves at the pace of a long lunch that becomes dinner without anyone deciding to stay. Everything on the table has to survive a hose-down and still look right by daylight, candlelight, or nothing at all.
The room's own light
“Photographed once, under one light.”
XIII
The pieces
Everything in this room is for sale
“Lamps glowing gently, even in daylight.”
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