In a way or another, we are getting to this end of this academic year. And what a year this has been! For the past week I have been focusing on the book and on writing in general. I had a tutorial [#12] with KS last Tue and we just checked where I am at. I am also aware that last week was 6 MAY: the anniversary of the earthquake and one year from CONSERVATION… I felt off. Many thoughts and memories to go through. I have accepted to participate in the Orton Writing Group Proje

There seems no other way to describe where I am at than: punto della situazione. We are still in COVID, we still don’t know what is going to happen next, we all believe there is no going to be a final year exhibition, we are going to probably be graded by the work down up to isolation and so on and so forth. I have been making some stuff in Papier–mâché, I have been trying to create maps in different ways. I am not happy with what I made. I bought some more material because I

Here they come, extracts of my journals: And I have been left with the query of where do doodles end, and art begins. Doodle is defined as a scribble, a drawing, done with the mind elsewhere, when someone’s attention is otherwise engaged. None of the drawings above has been made while  I was thinking about something else, or I was on the phone, or daydreaming, or in a conversation with someone else. All those drawings saw me fully concentrated on what I was doing. They were e