My apartment and the studio are not exactly close. Maybe on a global scale they are, but it feels like I'm going to another city when I leave the house in the morning. When I told people that I'd be living a forty minute bus ride from the campus I would just shrug and say "Well at least I'll get a lot of reading done... and the studio is open 24 hours..."
Right now I'm reading 'The Architecture of Happiness' and Alain De Botton is laying it down for me. I love this book. >
When recieving my desk space in the studio today I felt really settled all of a sudden. That space is my space. I love that. In theory I want to believe in the notion of communal ownership of land, that the earth is owned by nobody and everybody, but in practice I feel most free when I buy, or am given, a literal space of my own. Now I can extend out into that space and make stuff. So much of my identity is caught up in the act of making.