Not exact matches
For example, if you need to store five
boxes in your basement, you can
pile them all into a single stack; lay them individually
on the
floor as five subsets containing one
box apiece; put them in one
pile, or subset, of three plus one
pile of two; and so
on — you have a total of 7 options: 5, 1 +1 +1 +1 +1, 1 +1 +1 +2, 1 +1 +3, 1 +4, 1 +2 +2 or 2 +3.
We want photos of you sweeping the glitter off the village hall
floor; heading out to teach 5 people
on a dark evening half an hour's drive away after a long day at work; your
piles of philosophy books stacked next to your mat; your tabs of marking for trainees; the scrubby you use
on the handstand footprints
on the wall; the loose change rattling in the donation
box after the PWYC; your studio rent bill; the baby sick
on your yoga top after mums and baby yoga; the holes in your favourite decade - old yoga leggings; the charity shop where you buy more; coffee stains
on cork blocks and the hospital room where you teach cancer patients; the costume
box for your yoga and theatre kids class; your ID badge for prison work; the hug from the student who finally learned to stand
on one leg...
And there are the usual heavy demands
on one's interpretation of «art», as with the imagined architecture of
piled planks, towered black
boxes, and stacked bars of cement; boring interventions that wreak destruction
on walls and
floors; and the flurry of uncharming ephemera like a puddled black garbage bag and rags draped over sticks which inadvertently — given the current happening at the Metropolitan Museum - invoked punk.
He sat at a table with loose papers
piled haphazardly, manila folders strewn about, and a Bankers
Box on the
floor, stuffed to overflowing...
One day, we're going to remember this termite infested apartment, the nights sleeping
on the living room
floor with a cat that has pooped and puked and stained our furniture, the amazon
boxes piled to the ceiling because we thought we'd only be here six months but now we're stuck here because our house burned down and it feels like we're NEVER going to have our own home... and we'll look back and say... look how far we've come.