
What reproduction destroys
Every photograph of a painting is the same size — about a hand span — which removes the single most important fact about most of them.
Hanging / 1450 mm
Every entry here is a physical variable — a height, an angle, a distance, a wall tone — and what changes when it changes. Five sections, twenty entries, no reviews and no listings.
Almost everything a room does to a painting has already happened by the time you notice you are looking.
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Chosen because each one changes what you do with your feet, your eyes or your wall the next time you look at something.

Every photograph of a painting is the same size — about a hand span — which removes the single most important fact about most of them.

A varnished or glazed surface reflects the source straight back if the angle is wrong. Roughly thirty degrees from vertical is the working answer.

White is recent and not neutral. A coloured wall changes every value in every work hung on it.
Glass protects and reflects; the trade is between the two.
Circulation, seating and where people actually stop.

What this publication is
A centre line, a gap between two frames, a lamp turned a few degrees, a wall painted down from white. None of them are the work, and all of them change it.
We describe those decisions and what they do to your looking: a varnished surface that returns the light source to your eye, a canvas that cannot be read at one metre because it was built to be met at four, a frame that argues with what it holds.
Nothing here is a review, a listing or a recommendation. It is the mechanics, written down.
Before the work does anything at all.
Move the centre line 100mm and a painted figure’s gaze passes over your head instead of meeting it.
Thirty degrees from vertical keeps the reflection off the axis you stand on and still rakes the surface.
A mount, a rabbet and a sheet of glass decide where the eye agrees the work has ended.
A canvas built to be met at four metres cannot be read at one, and a photograph of it is a hand span wide.
A mid-tone wall gives the dark passages somewhere to sit. White pushes every shadow towards black.
Reading a salon wall
Stacked floor to ceiling, everything above the centre line is seen from below and the top tier is barely seen at all.







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