Integration as Practice: Why I Make Art
There is an old idea that knowledge is not stored in books, but in paths.
Songlines, walking while remembering, moving while listening.
Art, for me, is a way of rebuilding that personal song.
Not loudly. Not heroically. But persistently.
I build paths, temporary and fragile, in rooms, in hostels, outdoors.
Practice builds structure. Orientation. A song you can walk.