Sunday, 25 January 2015

Café: Host

Come as you are, bring yourself, bring your own lunch. Crisp, still, winter light falls on Victorian tiles: noumenal, yet nonchalant, eternal, yet everyday, the air has a meditative quality, dwelling on the gift of entirely ordinary pleasures. An easy rich flat white, with a free, needlessly excellent, chocolate chip cookie ~ just because it's Monday! Moot illustrate that this is the most obvious thing to do with sacred space: give it away, give it away. In this way the life of it is vitalised. The thoughtfully lightweight scattering of chairs is a lesson in loose-fit architecture ~ humble and intuitive.

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