A little faith in the tension between how lost I am and how found I feel…
I’m not usually a fan of traditions, except the ones we build for ourselves. I’ve a deep distrust of prescribed fun so it’s partly my innate contrariness but I have over the last 3 years given myself a creative challenge at the start of the new year. It’s not a resolution, ok.
I made this light box painting thing after visiting much missed pals at their new (ridiculously beautiful art nouveau monochrome feast of a) home in Hamburg.
I carried this unhelpful word around with me for years. It was hiding under every decision and action I took.
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…and though I keep the best stuff right here on my wee corner of the internet, you’ll also find me over on Instagram *eyerolls*
At the mercy of alchemy…