Tuesday, September 20, 2011


On Sunday night, someone broke into my studio at OPEN and took everything. I lost over 6 months of work, most of which I'd never published online or offline; it's all gone into a big black hole like this one, and it's like it never happened. It made me think a lot about what we do with our time and how so much is now made of documentation; the need to document, to represent, to display; as proof or as a replacement form of memory.

I wonder what I will make now I have arrived at B with no idea how I got here from A.