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2015.3.31
I wanted to work against my need for beauty. I wanted to turn away from space. I wanted to make a thing, an object, solid, dense. I wanted something hermetic, secret, inscrutable and unfamiliar. All winter I have walked around this thing, adding, scraping away, striping it down over and over. This winter there have been so many dark moments in my studio, where I could not see my way through, willing myself to ignore the judges in my brain who say it isn't worth trying... You can't do it as well as x or Y who make it look so easy. Over and over I tried things and failed and despaired and tried again. I started on something else this morning, and then, there it was, a simple solution. And quick I take a picture of it, at a moment when I feel a little triumphant, because who knows, tomorrow there might be just despair again.