It took me a lengthy amount of time to figure out the best way to utilize WordPress as a constructive, relevant, and expressive tool for my project this quarter and the conceptualization happening for the work I am doing. I have felt an enormous amount of self-inflicted pressure for everything that goes on this site to be fully coherent and expressive of the conceptualization for this project and my pieces, as at times it has been rather murky and I do not want to confuse anyone or myself further. I have spent the past seven weeks laying out images, ideas, photographs, sketches, and many things in between on what I imagine to be the “workbench” or “dining room table” of this project and program. I have now reached a point where the ideas and influences are merging as I begin to “make myself a plate”, weaving my journal notes and work into writing. I am beginning to define and fully develop my thoughts, coming to a ripe understanding of what I mean by “space between”, creating a vocabulary to articulate what I am  learning, feeling, making, and seeing.

It took me a lengthy amount of time to figure out the best way to utilize WordPress as a constructive, relevant, and expressive tool for my project this quarter and the conceptualization happening for the work I am doing. I have felt an enormous amount of self-inflicted pressure for everything that goes on this site to be fully coherent and expressive of the conceptualization for this project and my pieces, as at times it has been rather murky and I do not want to confuse anyone or myself further. I have spent the past seven weeks laying out images, ideas, photographs, sketches, and many things in between on what I imagine to be the “workbench” or “dining room table” of this project and program. I have now reached a point where the ideas and influences are merging as I begin to “make myself a plate”, weaving my journal notes and work into writing. I am beginning to define and fully develop my thoughts, coming to a ripe understanding of what I mean by “space between”, creating a vocabulary to articulate what I am  learning, feeling, making, and seeing.

It took me a lengthy amount of time to figure out the best way to utilize WordPress as a constructive, relevant, and expressive tool for my project this quarter and the conceptualization happening for the work I am doing. I have felt an enormous amount of self-inflicted pressure for everything that goes on this site to be fully coherent and expressive of the conceptualization for this project and my pieces, as at times it has been rather murky and I do not want to confuse anyone or myself further. I have spent the past seven weeks laying out images, ideas, photographs, sketches, and many things in between on what I imagine to be the “workbench” or “dining room table” of this project and program. I have now reached a point where the ideas and influences are merging as I begin to “make myself a plate”, weaving my journal notes and work into writing. I am beginning to define and fully develop my thoughts, coming to a ripe understanding of what I mean by “space between”, creating a vocabulary to articulate what I am  learning, feeling, making, and seeing.

It took me a lengthy amount of time to figure out the best way to utilize WordPress as a constructive, relevant, and expressive tool for my project this quarter and the conceptualization happening for the work I am doing. I have felt an enormous amount of self-inflicted pressure for everything that goes on this site to be fully coherent and expressive of the conceptualization for this project and my pieces, as at times it has been rather murky and I do not want to confuse anyone or myself further. I have spent the past seven weeks laying out images, ideas, photographs, sketches, and many things in between on what I imagine to be the “workbench” or “dining room table” of this project and program. I have now reached a point where the ideas and influences are merging as I begin to “make myself a plate”, weaving my journal notes and work into writing. I am beginning to define and fully develop my thoughts, coming to a ripe understanding of what I mean by “space between”, creating a vocabulary to articulate what I am  learning, feeling, making, and seeing.

It took me a lengthy amount of time to figure out the best way to utilize WordPress as a constructive, relevant, and expressive tool for my project this quarter and the conceptualization happening for the work I am doing. I have felt an enormous amount of self-inflicted pressure for everything that goes on this site to be fully coherent and expressive of the conceptualization for this project and my pieces, as at times it has been rather murky and I do not want to confuse anyone or myself further. I have spent the past seven weeks laying out images, ideas, photographs, sketches, and many things in between on what I imagine to be the “workbench” or “dining room table” of this project and program. I have now reached a point where the ideas and influences are merging as I begin to “make myself a plate”, weaving my journal notes and work into writing. I am beginning to define and fully develop my thoughts, coming to a ripe understanding of what I mean by “space between”, creating a vocabulary to articulate what I am  learning, feeling, making, and seeing.

My next box, which I am in the process of creating, is about my childhood bedroom. When I was sketching for this box I realized that my most prominent memory of my bedroom is being afraid to sleep and having nightmares. I am incorporating some of the things that I was most afraid of into my box, but I will write more about that in my “Box #4 Process” post. For now I just wanted to reflect on the fears of childhood. I wonder if other people had more peaceful slumber as kids or if others were also riddled by frightening images of sharks, Bloody Mary, and old lady ghosts. I will admit that I was thirteen years old before I started sleeping alone (my sister was probably ready to get me out of her bed) because I was so terrified. As I got older, it got easier not to think about anything scary and I wonder if that can be chalked up to maturing or maybe as we age we just don’t have as vivid of imaginations. Probably a little of both. Being afraid, and getting over it, was a major part of growing up for me and I think that’s true for a lot of people. I wouldn’t say that I am nostalgic for those times, but those memories certainly hold a lot of power. Honestly, even though I’m an adult now, these photos still really creep me out. Yikes!

My next box, which I am in the process of creating, is about my childhood bedroom. When I was sketching for this box I realized that my most prominent memory of my bedroom is being afraid to sleep and having nightmares. I am incorporating some of the things that I was most afraid of into my box, but I will write more about that in my “Box #4 Process” post. For now I just wanted to reflect on the fears of childhood. I wonder if other people had more peaceful slumber as kids or if others were also riddled by frightening images of sharks, Bloody Mary, and old lady ghosts. I will admit that I was thirteen years old before I started sleeping alone (my sister was probably ready to get me out of her bed) because I was so terrified. As I got older, it got easier not to think about anything scary and I wonder if that can be chalked up to maturing or maybe as we age we just don’t have as vivid of imaginations. Probably a little of both. Being afraid, and getting over it, was a major part of growing up for me and I think that’s true for a lot of people. I wouldn’t say that I am nostalgic for those times, but those memories certainly hold a lot of power. Honestly, even though I’m an adult now, these photos still really creep me out. Yikes!

My next box, which I am in the process of creating, is about my childhood bedroom. When I was sketching for this box I realized that my most prominent memory of my bedroom is being afraid to sleep and having nightmares. I am incorporating some of the things that I was most afraid of into my box, but I will write more about that in my “Box #4 Process” post. For now I just wanted to reflect on the fears of childhood. I wonder if other people had more peaceful slumber as kids or if others were also riddled by frightening images of sharks, Bloody Mary, and old lady ghosts. I will admit that I was thirteen years old before I started sleeping alone (my sister was probably ready to get me out of her bed) because I was so terrified. As I got older, it got easier not to think about anything scary and I wonder if that can be chalked up to maturing or maybe as we age we just don’t have as vivid of imaginations. Probably a little of both. Being afraid, and getting over it, was a major part of growing up for me and I think that’s true for a lot of people. I wouldn’t say that I am nostalgic for those times, but those memories certainly hold a lot of power. Honestly, even though I’m an adult now, these photos still really creep me out. Yikes!

My next box, which I am in the process of creating, is about my childhood bedroom. When I was sketching for this box I realized that my most prominent memory of my bedroom is being afraid to sleep and having nightmares. I am incorporating some of the things that I was most afraid of into my box, but I will write more about that in my “Box #4 Process” post. For now I just wanted to reflect on the fears of childhood. I wonder if other people had more peaceful slumber as kids or if others were also riddled by frightening images of sharks, Bloody Mary, and old lady ghosts. I will admit that I was thirteen years old before I started sleeping alone (my sister was probably ready to get me out of her bed) because I was so terrified. As I got older, it got easier not to think about anything scary and I wonder if that can be chalked up to maturing or maybe as we age we just don’t have as vivid of imaginations. Probably a little of both. Being afraid, and getting over it, was a major part of growing up for me and I think that’s true for a lot of people. I wouldn’t say that I am nostalgic for those times, but those memories certainly hold a lot of power. Honestly, even though I’m an adult now, these photos still really creep me out. Yikes!

My next box, which I am in the process of creating, is about my childhood bedroom. When I was sketching for this box I realized that my most prominent memory of my bedroom is being afraid to sleep and having nightmares. I am incorporating some of the things that I was most afraid of into my box, but I will write more about that in my “Box #4 Process” post. For now I just wanted to reflect on the fears of childhood. I wonder if other people had more peaceful slumber as kids or if others were also riddled by frightening images of sharks, Bloody Mary, and old lady ghosts. I will admit that I was thirteen years old before I started sleeping alone (my sister was probably ready to get me out of her bed) because I was so terrified. As I got older, it got easier not to think about anything scary and I wonder if that can be chalked up to maturing or maybe as we age we just don’t have as vivid of imaginations. Probably a little of both. Being afraid, and getting over it, was a major part of growing up for me and I think that’s true for a lot of people. I wouldn’t say that I am nostalgic for those times, but those memories certainly hold a lot of power. Honestly, even though I’m an adult now, these photos still really creep me out. Yikes!