On the walk to the other part of the Biennale there was a cat sleeping on the ledge of a window. The further we walked, wooden houses began showing up on the windows of the building. Most of them were decorated with cats, so I assumed it was the house of a cat person who liked to make cat things (I do that). but when I jumped up, I saw cats sleeping in the boxes. I looked around and found more crates with cats napping in them.
One was a handmade shelving unit with cat cutouts and a sign that read “Without my catnip, mornings are impossible”.
Another, smaller crate was placed in a hole in the wall of the building, and a white cat was sleeping inside.
Although it wasn’t part of the Biennale, I thought it was interesting to think about how people build shelters for cats. Cats will sleep almost anywhere, but I think the crates were perfect because they were out of the sun and in a quiet area, away from tourists.
If this was part of the Biennale it would probably be my favorite exhibit (otherwise I liked reading about apartment-living in Latvia and the Austrian exhibit). I was really tempted to knock on the cat-house door and ask questions. I think I’m going to build cat houses when I’m old and retired.