vidya, back from the break

Here I am, back in the Florence. My experience on the Amalfi coast was one of scenic landscapes and interesting characters. It was a well-needed and well-appreciated contrast to the week prior. I intended to continue my "momentos", but I didn't do any recordings. I think what needs to happen is that I need to find a way to treat these things one at a time and not feel as though they are a massive project hanging over my head - right now, I'm working on the finishing touch of the seal and the delay in sending them has me a bit anxious and a bit frustrated. I want to keep going, though. I think the form might change a bit, but we'll see.

Over break, I gave much thought to the idea of "home". When out on vacation, home is the hostel. From the hostel, home is Florence. From Florence, home is St. Louis/WashU. But from there, home is still the house I grew up in. There are two types of homes - the one where the heart is, but then, there's the one where you brush your teeth. I'm really interested in the possession we take over places...I guess that's what makes a place a space.

Feeling right now all kinds of inertia, but hopefully a new point of departure will stir something up. I can see it having to do very much with tactile materials. And touching them..among other things. I kind of miss my orange peels.