In spite of snow, Studio has become a workplace, new moulds, paper casting and a secret design, not to be revealed until after February 22nd.
Writing proposals, thinking about Palestinian Kites and How the Brain works. February 22nd.
Also working on The Delegates new act….something about Bankers.
My studio becomes a romantic Dacha in the snow.
Been contemplating self:
The Public Self: that will be Stephen Jon Mask-Maker
Private Self: being Stephen, close friends, my so called ‘pretend’ family.
Secret Self: now this interests me, is this the being who stimulates, provokes, directs my actions. Is this my dream life, creative life, the one who evades definition. If the secret self can be put into words then it is no longer the secret self and no longer has power. This used to manifest mostly as sex but now that is fading, is my secret self keeping me at the habit of art?
Once more I find myself at the edge of my personal bit of Heaven, a secluded stream Northumberland
New Years Day 2013….before Breakfast!