Katarzyna Janikowska Leett

Series: Domestic Perimeter The sun is aggressive today. The boundary between the wall and the door feels like a fault line. The light from the window is busy building a new architecture out of shadows. Things I cannot see—objects on the windowsill, the hidden radiator—cast giant, distorted silhouettes across the frame. Only the beige thermostat and the gleaming chrome pipes remain fully real, caught in the crossfire of this blinding light. Just a sunny day? No, it is a performance of geometry.