process
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Yesterday, I felt drawn back into my digital archive—over 14,000 images spanning decades of making and becoming. As I began curating and compositing, I realized many of these works weren’t incomplete; they were simply waiting. Waiting for the right context, the right emotional season, the right impression. Waiting for now. Works in progress often stir
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There are moments when the work slows just enough for reflection to surface, where making becomes listening. This Journal marks such a moment. Here, I am exploring the space between intention and discernment—how one propels and the other refines, how both depend on silence to translate thought into form. What begins as impulse may end