Encyclopaedia of art that falls apart: Encyclopaedia of art that fits together

With all her might she presses flat the front doorbell as it wails the summoning monotony of its unrepentant beckoning inside the room. All she needs is an answer, nothing more. Then the situation will finally fit together and make sense.

[floorplan detail] Front door outside the room, where she waits for an answer

But nothing moves. No hastening meets the soliciting drone of the front doorbell. The din of its demand does not disturb the still paintings, chairs, black cube and table inside the room. He is not home. There is no answer.

[floor plan details]
Where, through a conversation between them, everything fits together
chair
table

no answer: black

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I acknowledge the Kulin Nation’s Yaluk-ut Weelam clan of the Boon Wurrung people as custodians of the lands, waterways and skies where I live and work. I pay my respect to their Elders past, present and emerging, and to Elders of Australia’s First Peoples other communities who may be visiting this website.
Gail Hastings