sitting in an uncomfortable space...
I have begun transferring my text- "what I want to tell you." (the red postcards I sent out before coming here.) I documented it through photos which I know I will find more appealing than the actual wall.
I found the process rushed and it actually looks pretty hideous to me today- of course I am in early process and I'm revealing it in this stage to all- some biggies of 'art', faculty.
I'm finding the text inappropriate to this context. What I should have written and what I will write tomorrow as my ground is what I have posted here the last couple of days.
With one new quote I thought of on the plane over here-
"I need your love."
It is bitter cold here.