Everything tells me Something


 

In this image I recognize the object to be a chair.

I know that it is sitting on a floor.

 

The wall behind tells me that I can not walk forward 

but must exit the space to the left or the right.

 

The shadows also tell me something of the space surrounding,

of its shape and where the light is coming from. 

 

And it can be said that the chair recognizes me.

It has been carefully crafted for a person, such as myself, to sit upon.

 

In this way I am welcomed to the space.