George·Tohmé
The bulbs came on before anyone noticed the light had gone. Plates moved hand to hand across the table, laughter arriving just ahead of the food. Someone had already torn into the bread.

Passing Plates at Dusk

The long table

The bulbs came on before anyone noticed the light had gone. Plates moved hand to hand across the table, laughter arriving just ahead of the food. Someone had already torn into the bread.

Nearby work