In Random Assortment of Bits and Pieces, Artur Quieta assembles a deliberately unsteady constellation of images, fragments, and fleeting thoughts. Each page resists linearity, inviting the reader to wander as one might through a box of forgotten keepsakes or the scattered contents of an artist’s studio. Quieta treats each “bit” as both autonomous and interdependent — a photograph leaning into a scribble, a found texture echoing the shadow of a memory. The book unfolds as an intimate archaeology of attention, where the seemingly insignificant becomes luminous through juxtaposition. Neither wholly narrative nor purely abstract, it is a work that thrives in the in-between, mapping the fragile, accidental poetry of accumulation.