When I was very young, around the age of four, I began to feel this shape in my mind. Or at least that’s when I first became conscious of what I’ll refer to as a “shape”, for lack of a better word. It was free of content, just a blueprint-like series of outlines and vague impressions…but it burned with significance. It felt like a fever dream, the intensity of that shape.
And I took to arranging stuffed animals so that they matched the shape. [Read more…]