This phrase is stuck in my head, it rolls around resurfacing and shifting - embodying it's content. I think it may have drawn together some ideas of memory, hidden things, entropy, time grid, glass, ultraviolet, kintsukuroi, holograms and books, empty books, cosmos, infinity, intimacy, and it is so comforting to hear that this phrase, it almost brings it all together, and I have found a little island dot as this continually shifting point of reference upon which I can hold on to and approach this new phase of work and collaborative adventures and handholding art ventures :-). The note book and words are now flowing with images too.
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