This autumn I chose to take a leap. With a swift, sure, and entirely intuitive decision my educational experience has traveled abroad, for a semester in London. By the end of the summer I had liquidated more of my possession than ever before. In a word, Liberation. I sold a car, a mountain bike, and a motorcycle. In relative terms these belongings might seem meager to some, and much to many. For me it was practically everything. With these sales it felt like I repurchased my life, from her previous mischievous owner--stuff. Thus the end of summer began asking me a question that I have lost arguments with many times before, how do I identify myself? With the graceful winds of financial aid at my back and the American Dollar dripping blood in my pocket, I set off. Where I have arrived or from where I've come is still a mystery, and I like it.All that I like to define are six relative strangers creating an entirely new space. Together as artists, with sharp eyes for inspiration and strong lungs for laughter and smoke. Together we inhale the subtle changes we are now in charge of. Tomorrow I'll try and tell you about it.
Saude.
Photograph by Helen Mahon
