28/11/2025
“To ask 'What's good?' was to move, right away, to joy. It was pushing aside what was inevitable to reach the exceptional. Not great or well or wonderful, but simply good. Because good was more often enough, it was a precious spark we sought and harvested of and for one another.”
― Ocean Vuong
How do we arrive at this place of good, when coping mechanisms have been about getting it right, with no scope for errors? The cost of making mistakes has felt like life & death. In this context, I learn to find balance in what is impossible. To the extent that I forget what stability feels like, my feet wobble when nothing is happening, and I have an impulse to find the familiar. In this exploration, I work with fragile material that moves around, caves in and is in a shape that I cannot grip. I've been trying for a long time, and I could keep going. Instead of changing what is happening, how might I appreciate that my responses make sense?