the problem about being in a conceptual art class is that sometimes, you start thinking conceptually even when you don’t want to; I’m doing a few tests for this new project I am working on. It’s sort of an extension of the “back to the old house/zwischenworte/theories on abandonment” project which keeps growing and growing. But this is going in the good direction, I think. I want all these feelings to be pulled out of me like a rabbit out of a magician’s hat. I’ve been doing way too little of this lately, even though I know it’s hard and difficult when it’s something that intimate.