a dwelling for two shadows
(3; space)
Accompanying writing:
(3; space)
Accompanying writing:
This is what I made with the pieces I took with me from the shadow world. This is my shangri la. Thank you for listening to my story. Though it’s still under construction, it’s a place that I go to everyday. I like the unfinished state it’s in. This place is a memorial for that place that only exists in my mind now. A cenotaph for those shadow people. I clad the exterior in yakisugi siding to remind me of that place. The burnt cedar I held onto found itself repurposed into bits of a door or siding.
Under the morning sun, a tree beside the studio shapes a blade of dappled light through a tall, narrow window. The shadows move to the wind as the trees do, making a structure that is still, feel alive and dynamic. I designed the studio to trace my routine. On days where I don’t have to go into the office I get to enjoy it in its entirety. In the early morning, the east-facing glass doors let in a lot of sunlight so that entering the studio feels like a welcoming moment, The light that comes in through the tall, narrow window by the corner washes the tallest wall with light, giving me a lot of natural, diffused lighting to work with. After lunch I get less productive so as I start winding down I find that same light as a thin sliver slowly revolving towards the door until it is completely gone and I need to go eat dinner. I spend entire days in this studio and live this perfect routine like I did way back then.
Enclosed are photos, drawings, and all of the artist studio I designed and constructed.
(excerpt from the zine, a Dwelling for Two Shadows)
