JOURNAL
The hours of the lake.
Watch a landscape change without moving.
Morning
At the start of the day, outlines soften. Mist brings water and sky into the same shade. In Sylve’s imagined world, this light guides the room palette: nothing should compete with it.
Evening
As the hills darken, timber takes over. A low lamp, a laid table, a reflection in the window. Architecture becomes a frame for what is happening outside.
