Tidy House is about going in, turning our attention towards Psyche, toward that form of infinity and opening the door to Lunar values.
We can go in to Tidy House using our ordinary body. Through the door are dreams, the mysteries of the spirit. We might find anything and while we are exploring, we might have the great good glorious fortune to actually see her with our own little eyes, the Moon, out the window.
The piece itself, speckled by slowitude or pricked by quiet whispears, might nudge us away from the pernicious ethos of external stim onto a more serene path of beauty and playfulness.