now that doors is done i am thinking of a new project - something soft and nightmarish (btw must finish nightmare #1 now that toby is not sleeping on it).
inspired by this:
sleep, sleep, so deep that all shapes are ground to dust of infinite softness,
water of dimness inscrutable,
and there, folded, shrouded, like a mummy,
like a moth,
prone let us lie on the sand at the bottom of sleep.
Virginia Woolf Orlando 1928
how to conceptualise oblivion and the strong pull it exerts? i am thinking of pleats, folds and some kind of vortex, perhaps? this might need to marinate for a while
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