parallels and perspective

On Friday afternoon, I took a moment to photograph the progress on the herringbone floor that we have been building at work.


And it suddenly struck me how much my photo resembled this painting.


Same strong sense of perspective, but of course, our wood workers are obliged to wear shirts, and are not permitted wine on the job.

And, of course, too, my photograph's lighting is much less lyrical than the oil painting's.