Research

Art:21 | Collier Schorr





my workspace/bedroom/ but not for much longer since i have been given a studio at uni and so i shall be relocating - actually it's more of a hospital cubicle, pretty wee and has a hospitalesque curtain instead of a door. if i sound ungrateful, i don't mean too!

okay, moving right along

right, let the gestation commence, right here, right now!
started my masters by research last week and after a long stretch
of utter rest from anything at all remotely conceptual, [metaphorical meditations aside being mandatory to myself and everyone i mix my metaphors with], a light panic struck. perhaps i will never be able to conceptualise ever again, ever [it's all or nothing hey hey]. surely enough however, after quietly scrolling through my other blog scout i found myself revisiting the comments and with that in drops the light. eureka! a thread is spinning - the gestation begun.

gratitude first day of autumn

thank you light my salvation, my God

thank you my eyes through which I see you, clearly

thank you my memory for holding your vision

thank you my heart that wants to burst right open

thank you my head for not exploding

thank you for I am full of wonder

thank for another day