My brain has been on fire since my first classes in critical positions and methods yesterday. I have wanted to write ever since but I won’t. I have decided the best way to percolate these ideas is to not jump the gun.
My plan is to work on Thursdays and allow my fiery brain time to process and filter Wednesday’s ideas through my work.
Today I got up early – well, relatively early – and took some measurements for the temporary installations on B-57.
I also took many, many photos for a mapping project inspired by a post on Stephen B. MacInnis’ Painter’s Progress blog.
http://sbmacinnis.wordpress.com/2011/09/29/anna-dr…
Anna’s map follows me everywhere I go these days. Why did she redraw the house? Was she dissatisfied with the drawing of the house itself or its orientation? Where was she standing in her head as she drew?
I love watching the map of where I am physically situated right now change. I remember the first time I recognized from a distance a tower close to where I am staying and the first time I asked, “have we just past by such and such” and was right and I am watching with interest how the coming together of this map in my head is sometimes accompanied by shadow-feelings of loss and regret.
