Choir & Spire

The cold comes up off the stone before your eyes have finished adjusting.

There's no one place the painting wants you to look — cream, blue-gray, rust, a single green note off to the side — and that wandering is the truest thing about the room.

Imagine finding a different corner of it each time you pass, the way you would in the actual building.

Some rooms are built for a crowd and spend most of their lives empty.