Week 1: I feel supported not just in the production and experimentation of and with new work, but also in regard my physical disability through assistance and a physically accessible and pain-aware environment.
Having a space big enough to have different areas for making and researching (a reading desk, a work bench, drawing spaces, sculptural spaces has allowed my ideas and methods to develop and cross-fertilise at a faster rate than I had anticipated. For instance, the wall text-drawing is prompting the idea of writing of a play in which the variable materialities of the ‘stage set’ and also the characters. Can cardboard speak? What would it say to masking tape?
Weirdly, making myself write this first post was difficult—it feels like I am so immersed in intuitive and haptic making I can’t step back and reflect… and I’m so unused to this level of luxury and support in making and development that I am already grieving its ending. Melancholia in the midst of gratefulness.
