This is a view inside the building under construction. Late afternoon shadows of the window frames are cast on the wall - what seems to be a crucifix, a scaffold and the shadows of hanging bodies. The electricians have been busy hanging the lights in black plastic bags - like strange fruit. Sockets appear at intervals along the wall. Two rolls of flooring lie at the far end against the wall, waiting for the protective hardboard sheets to be removed. Above is a gridwork of girders, beams, pipes and ducts. There seems to be some kind of box - a ventilation unit, perhaps. There seems to be something macabre about it. That may be because I'm in the middle of reading 'A Tale of Two Cities'. Things become more than what they appear to be. This year, 2021, is also the 'best of times and the worst of times'. |