This peculiar house caught my eye when I saw some workers on the street carrying out its furniture. They allowed me to have a snoop around, so I took these pictures to capture some of the oddly absorbing atmosphere.
The residents were two older sisters who had just moved to a nursing home. Since the early 1950s, the unmarried and childless siblings had lived in the house in a very solitary and isolated way, and it appeared as if they had never changed a bit of their very own time capsule. Now that they were too old to look after themselves, they had to leave behind almost all of their personal belongings like clothes, books, or their vast selection of wooden crosses. The sisters knew only too well that the physical world was not more but a deceitful one, and had thus chosen the spiritual life with devotion: their faithfulness could not only be witnessed by the many bibles in the bookshelves, but especially by the rare and massive crosses hanging from the walls of about every single bedroom in the three storage house.
The residents were two older sisters who had just moved to a nursing home. Since the early 1950s, the unmarried and childless siblings had lived in the house in a very solitary and isolated way, and it appeared as if they had never changed a bit of their very own time capsule. Now that they were too old to look after themselves, they had to leave behind almost all of their personal belongings like clothes, books, or their vast selection of wooden crosses. The sisters knew only too well that the physical world was not more but a deceitful one, and had thus chosen the spiritual life with devotion: their faithfulness could not only be witnessed by the many bibles in the bookshelves, but especially by the rare and massive crosses hanging from the walls of about every single bedroom in the three storage house.
The merciful sisters have surely saved their places in heaven. For me, however, this place was rather reminiscent of a setting for a David Lynch movie, albeit a very pious one. Blessed be them sisters!
Welcome Home
A bedroom with a sink keeps away the stink.
The red telephone: always in-line with the divine.
The Sisters.
Ah, hello There!
A perfect chiaroscuro - I bet Caravaggio would have loved it!
Naptime.
Painterly colour schemes...
...and radiating drapery
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