DAYS AS TILES, TILES AS DAYS

There are days that absorb moisture and crack.

There are days that simply don’t have a right balance, whichever way you turn them.

There are days that should be observed through another day to become more beautiful.

(How many days are there really?)

There are untidy ones and those that don’t manage to look original.

There are those that unveil a fissure with a delay (only when you take them in your hand).

(Whatever you put in the kiln, the risk can never be completely avoided.)

There are those with a surplus of colour that has to be erased in order to bring the pattern to the fore.

Those that curved a little, although they were not meant to.

Those we shall try to mend, breaking the rules, denying both moisture and crack.

Those you may put into the „stroke of luck“ category.

Those that are maps of unknown places (they appear and disappear with them).

But none can be repeated to be exactly the same.