
Behind the curtain
I built a life where the work stands in the light and I stand behind it, and the only power that spot ever gave me was the power to stop supplying. What took me longer to see is that nobody

I built a life where the work stands in the light and I stand behind it, and the only power that spot ever gave me was the power to stop supplying. What took me longer to see is that nobody

From outside, the edge of a filter reads as coldness, and for a long stretch I was afraid that coldness had come down to me whole and was simply what I am. The instrument did come down the line; nothing
The terms are written where they belong. Each field holds three desks, and every entry a desk writes raises the terms it uses, each term given a meaning, a mechanism and the places it appears. The record on these pages stays first person and hand made; the fields grow the nomenclature.