Aromatherapy
Revolution Rock
I'm listening to the Clash on the speakers I borrowed from Henry. Sitting at my desk in my studio. I'm alone in the gallery. No one around. Playing music as loud as I want to! Windows open. Raining on and off all day. It is gray and cooler than most Beijing summer days.
After Hours
The Velvet Underground. Makes me think I could play bass. I love this song. The smell of lavender and peppermint is starting to emanate.
Mellow Doubt
Teenage Fan club is reminding me of college and the boys that bookmark points in my life. It was about the time I began to seriously think about studying Art. I had always had a camera in hand. It was my way to keep people at a safe distance and keep my hands busy. The camera helped me make my mental notes the way people scribble in journals. I didn't feel comfortable mis-spelling and rendering thing inaccurately for documentary purposes. Now, I feel less like there is one way or perspective or sight line or truth. I juggle a couple cameras when I shoot. It would help to have go-go-gadget arms, but instead I carry a very large purse.
Here are some photos of my new space:
The view out of my window:
Not bad, eh?
I am considering seriously moving to this area for my year in Beijing. We looked a space yesterday. It was the second time looking at the same space. I fell in love with it the first time I saw it. Henry is more hesitant because it is hard for him to imagine the possibilities of transformation. He is considering the commute and the rawness of an old factory space. I am loving the idea of creating my own space from the vase emptiness. It would make the move out here so worth it. The built in community. Living in the heart of a burgeoning new art center.
Cross your fingers we can strike a deal with Henri, the artist and developer of this complex.
Can you image...
This is the half I would live in with Henry. Up the stairs and to the right. The ground floor of the red brick building will be gallery space! Yeah, its hot.
Inside. I am photographing from where the door would be. Through the dwarfed door would be the kitchen and bath. The elevated section would be my work space. The foreground would be living and bedroom with the furniture being made on wheels to be able to convert the space at a moments notice!
Bookcases and couches and tables on wheels. And I could imagine it and have it built out. This is the China I had heard about...
and wanted to come for. I could live out my dream here. If I could just find a good temp home for Meta, I could move forward without hesitation. Hopefully, Henry will work out something with Henri and we can go for it!
XXX
from CaoChangdi
