Seventh Entry
As I closed my eyes, the perfume of that long, thin object surrounded me, enclosing me into a separate reality
As I closed my eyes, the perfume of that long, thin object surrounded me, enclosing me into a separate reality
It consumes us.
Traps us.
Addicting, detrimental devices.
Throughout the development and creation of my curiosity journal I found a black and white picture that particularly struck me.
The flat surface is exhaustively covered in continuous black lines, which together, develop a medusa-like figure.
As I looked through my Parisian building’s plastic recycling container I found the one object I truly was not expecting
Each key has its own history, its own past, and through its shapes one can identify some of its diverse aspects