When I visited my friend’s house in Bern, the capital of Switzerland, I found a mysterious piece of art hanging on the dining room wall. However, upon closer inspection, I realized it was not a painting, but a simple wooden tray. According to my friend, this is not an art piece, but a functional device that can be used as a tray when needed.
However, when I stare at the tray, I feel a strange feeling. Perhaps because trays are made with the assumption that something will be placed on them, when I look at the tray, I perceive a vector of load perpendicular to the bottom plate of the tray, and I can see a glass that has been toppled over, a coffee cup, and water and coffee that are trying to escape from them. I was happy that my heart and imagination were working, and I could see something invisible, so I spoke to my friend. This is a work of art!
So I thought of a title for the piece together with my friend. My friend suggested “Waiting.” It certainly was a good title. The empty tray was waiting for guests, hot tea to be poured on it, and for a pleasant afternoon of conversation. As I was looking at the tray, I suddenly smelled the aroma of delicious cookies baking.
