I hate to curate as I work. There are times for this and there are times for pure release. Allowing yourself to put your ideas into the world and not judge them. To test without quality assurance, build without health and safety regulations other than intuitive pressing and knocking.
The editor this week has stifled the maker. However, in an effort to not only let practice play out but to let part of practice be the framing of practice, I have allowed this to happen and trust that it has been necessary, important to watch myself shift between roles, to recognize what I enjoy, where I thrive, where I stumble and glitch.
If I could stop vocalizing, not to stop thinking or even speaking, but to mute, so that I can watch what's going on around me and allow it a chance to speak with something other than words, this would be a feat.
To witness is to learn and grow, to self witness is feast.
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