revisiting the space between
somehow today I found myself looking at old uni essays
a slippery slope, I love a nostalgia trip
they were perhaps not as deep as I was hoping to discover, but I kind of loved it. the reference images hold up. list of reading (bit dated) but great. quick mention of the diaspora – also great.
I guess it comes down to the comfort and reassurance of seeing taste holding up throughout the years. of course we want some taste to change and definitely deepen and develop. but as an artist or creative, putting things out there in the world can be weird. the permanence, visibility, and impact can be daunting and that can create a lot of second guessing. so in a way, this is like a bit of evidence.
and here is my testament: past me backs future me
even if the taste is a little whack looking back, at least something was made
in honour of 2017 me, what I’m sharing with you today is susan sontag’s in plato’s cave, an essay that makes me very happy and I must remember to reread from time to time. I find it fascinating that it continues to feel so revelatory
I’m also sharing freetown sound, which was frequently on loop during that era
just as I was getting quite deep in my favourite rabbit hole of personal internet archives I found this at the end of an essay
I’m not sure what I was getting at with this mic drop moment but I will take that as a sign from past me to sign off for the night
thank you to my readers for tuning in
see you soon