Category: [I]
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the Camino walk
Clearing my home of all possessions was my Camino walk. A pilgrimage of a lifetime. Sorting, purging, sorting, purging, stumbling, holding, sorting, and purging. An endless cycle of releasing stuff. So much stuff carried to my back parking lot that T-boned the laneway. Endless trips of leaving for others what no longer possessed me as being…
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to be without authority
For my thesis in fine arts I made an installation in my studio. The piece was comprised of a fragile papier-mâché and wire couch. With the slightest current of air the couch would sway. It was placed against a wall that referenced a school blackboard from a time when teachers made children write lines. The…