Sometimes all that lies between one’s self and others or the world is the film that somehow holds us in one place. It organizes and rests in particular ways that shape us, give us form that becomes recognizable to ourselves and to others. I dare say to exist is to know this difference.
What intrigues me is the absolute vulnerability of this-the inherent risk of being other, being known, sharing, and receiving. At the same time it is exciting, profound, and sustaining.