Oil on linen.
80 x 60 cm.

An imagined view from the heart of Bayil, composed of both the outer and inner layers of the neighborhood. Finding a house here feels like delving into a labyrinth. Each turn into a narrow side street obscures more of the sky and brings you to places hidden away from the cliff-top villas hanging overhead, to where people take care of the simple daily tasks that make life more dignified. The focal scene of lively plants, a cat, and hanging clothes draws the gaze inward using unrealistic perspective and a shift in contrast and vibrancy, giving a sense of being hemmed in, and of warm invitation.

Original is in a black floater frame.