This is the one that is for the lines and then when I do the words I use this one because
it's a whole lot sharper and this one started out as sharp as this one.
Little teeny tiny lines, little teeny tiny tick mikes with secrets hidden in them.
Actually they're secrets that have to do with this one very poignant experience in my life.
Purging is the best way to describe this piece.
Little fragments of myself that I don't want to carry anymore that feel like they belong
here.
And this piece has a lot more to do with my meditation practice and cleansing of letting
go of all of the things that I've carried for the last two years.
Not so much to actively change anything but to bring solace to the weight that I've carried
and to help bridge the gap and understand the role of that event in my life.
I'm hiding fragments of being raped and the day I finish it I'm going to cover it with
white paint.
If I want to get it all out to release this thing that I've been carrying I don't feel
like there's any reason for me not to put his name in there.
It belongs there.
It's a fact as everything else is, it's a feeling as everything else is, it's a name,
it's part of the story.
And it's not out of revenge or anger, none of that is left.
It's just a story that exists for me that needs a new home.
These are the number of hours I've spent making hash marks, spent working on this.
Just regarding the setup and breakdown of equipment, adding five.
This space is also just really fantastic for singing.
There's a saying that you get out as much as you put in and this is a lot of physical
labor which in cases of trauma you typically don't, you try to avoid those things, you
try to seek comfort but this is post-traumatic growth and that's what I want it to be.
This is something that you carry forever regardless of how it affects you.
this is what I want it to be.
See you next time.
