I've been listening to my critiques. I recorded them.
So many peoples words whispering and shouting in my ears as I work. Trying to get away from words like homogeneous, facile, safe. Trying to lose myself in the mess and find myself with more clarity in a less controlled space. Trying to let these people breathe and talk and behave without my controlling them. Scary and exciting.
love those! i like the faded figures. like memories or another side of one's self. beautiful!
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