waking up to what seems to be the past
some of my studio photos have been added to a member curated gallery in flickr which can be seen here. seeing my photos there first surprised me and then made me feel weird. looking at my studio in those photos, my old studio spaces where so much happened and there was so much joy made me feel that that's my past, like when you find an old photo of a past love and you start remembering the good and bad things of that relationship. i wonder if i'll be able to return to that space that's so still now, that seems to be waiting for me. L went in yesterday and said how it's such a beautiful space with such good energy perfect to work... and yet i just can't go in. and i wonder if i'll ever be able to.
