samples
A forward falling mistaken for running, how else to learn, though. Phase II in sample wall means collaboration with a friend, fighting for three-dimensionality. I drew a sketch for her to create a moquette out of paper so we can further edit.
There are major gaps in my WWII timeline understanding and I am hoping to forge it, pursue it this week.
Applying for a summer workshop so I can escape in July. The dust in my throat is too much.
All I do is write, re-write, re-write the re-writes, etc.
All I do is make funny samples, all I do is organize a new periodic table, all I do is
The wall in the center of studio is nearly mine permanent and all critique dates are waved, for the sake of ideology.
Hard at work deconstructing and rearranging the a-heroic journey; blazing through The Hunger Games and Philosophy criticism, finishing Anthem in one breath and still trudging through blinding snow.
I find it easy to wake up every morning and work impulsively, without repercussion of failing a greater theory. It is freedom to work for work's sake.