Swaying

The Rocking Dining Table













 
I am an endless loop of thoughts running through me, through my mind, racing agaisnt the very act of speaking them outloud.

My sister, wide eyed, listening closely.
My mother, gentle squint, taking it in.
My dog, at my feet, begging for my plate.





The Dining Table, by Sascha Hinz-Pinet













































A re-imagined dining table to mimic a mothers rocking chair, bringing serenity and ease in times of arguing and heavy discussions over homemade meals.