Reflections on Recent Experiments
We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.
– T.S. Eliot
I’m sitting here trying to put into words why my work has changed direction. It started as a whisper. A subtle stream of uncertainty that continuously challenged me. Eventually it boiled over into a crisis. I began to lose sight of why I was making work in the first place.
I became blocked and didn’t make anything for a long time. In order to move forward, I had to grant myself permission to explore (or else, possibly, self-implode).
Conflicting feelings of trepidation and excitement surround an uncertain destination, and yet I have never felt more confident that I am on the right path