the opposite of dissatisfaction
Photograph: T Magazine
I love how complete this photo of Margaret Howell* in her East Anglia retreat is: the warm afterglow of having just eaten satisfactorily and in no hurry to clear the remains from the generous table, with plenty left for later, the soft light that seems to suggest time isn't rushing anywhere, her comfortable yet engaged posture, suggesting that she is concentrating on a fulfilling task, surrounded by simple, well-chosen art and design that tickles the mind, the promise of fresh air outside, completely at ease in her own space, asking for nothing more.
I aspire to this feeling of "completeness", of self-sufficiency - that feeling of contentment, of feeling that you have met your exacting demands, and everything is what it should be. Someone else will be walking into this room, or perhaps she will be leaving it in a moment to attend to something else, possibly mundane, possibly thrilling, but there will be this feeling, this moment to look back to, where there was harmony and freedom from anxiety, want, or need.
* - The whole photo essay is a pleasure for the senses. Click on the link below if you haven't seen it.
Picture from nytimes