Artist - Hrana Janto
I find myself at a crossroads.
My little box doesn't fit anymore. The box my peers put me in over the years. The multiple sided, neatly labeled place my friends, family, lovers, co-workers, clients have filed away my mysterious knowings, quirky personality, feminist sensibilities, gypsy lifestyle, awkward social skills, piercing tongue ... you get the idea.
The moment I defined and accepted my box, it shattered.
An uncomfortable experience it has been, no cave to crawl into, nothing from my past soothes me, no dream lulls me - it's all uncharted territory.