You: I was open and broken. I wanted to speak honestly with the world around me. To form the words, sound them. To let my voice exist, let it be met. Like a communion. That was a comforting thought.
Live Here: My most real, most constant desires – for my body to feel the earth, fire, warmth, sun, air… comforts, discomforts. What is my response to this space, objects and surfaces? To bring here a place for myself.