I finished my art project I wrote about earlier. Right on time, it’s due tomorrow. Anyways, like I wrote before it’s about growth and decay… this is about the growth of moving into a new place, the reality, and the memory of an apartment. Here below:
Here are some closeups of the piece, as it’s so large.
So there you go. This is inspired by a neighbor moving out of and into the apartment across the hall. I’ve moved a lot, as I’ve written about before, and each move was an interesting experience. Until I got to the apartment I’m living in now in Old Town Fort Collins I never really felt like any of my apartments or townhouse were really a home to me. They always seemed to turn into just husks of places I ended up staying at where everything degraded into nothing.
So that’s the guy in the middle, the reality of our lives filtering back into wherever we live. But, sometimes, a move can introduce a new way to deal, a new tool in your arsenal. And then… you get better 🙂