of being on the right track but not exactly knowing what the end station will be nor how many stopovers the train is going to take or what they are called. You know that you need to be where you are but not exactly why and that you cannot jump off the train because the journey needs to be taken. That.
Under my spell, still. I cannot talk about the content because that reveals itself only while travelling. It should not make sense, just feel right.
Besides pieces in wood, I started making lino cuts to ….I don’t know, to ..hm….glue the pieces together.
what glueing the pieces together looks like