sunday

The neighbor auntie. She’s doing something in the garden. What is she doing? She’s always doing something. At the summer house, everyone is always doing something, but nobody fully knows what they’re doing. That’s beautiful. In the city, everyone knows exactly what they’re doing. At the summer house, nobody knows. At the summer house, existence is enough. Being there counts as work. Afternoon will come. You’ll fall asleep in the corner of the couch. The television will be on. Nobody will watch it. The television will watch itself. You’ll sleep and dream. What will you see? The sea. Tea. Comar. A market stall. Your mother’s voice. Is this a dream? This is the summer house. They are the same thing. Evening will come. Barbecue smoke. Title: Sunday Medium: Digital art, Made with AI tools. Dimensions: 3500 × 3500 px Sound Designer: b11ce Time: 00:22 m 2026 b11ce