Rather than tending, this seems the clothes came in to steal from the house (may be they went to steal some bodies that fit them well), they heard noise from the key in the door and jumped out the window, with the bad luck...
I always like basics. I like to imagine people dressed in the clothes they have on their clothesline to dry. That's why I never look at who lives on that clothesline, if there's anyone I never take the picture; I prefer to imagine without...
It's funny, birds don't perch on the drying rack ropes, but they perch on power lines. Curious. And dangerous. These shoes are practicing the art of tightrope. They're in the first phase: taking the rope to measure. Then they will pose on the rope and...
Houses, plants and even the sky are what is set to dry. And it's all caught just with tweezers! We are fragile and temporary. It doesn’t matter to die, nothing ends with us, nothing starts either! Clothes change on a clothesline that ends up changing itself too....
“Few tasks are more like the torture of Sisyphus than housework, with its endless repetition: the clean becomes soiled, the soiled is made clean, over and over, day after day. The housewife wears herself out marking time: she makes nothing, simply perpetuates the present...