I am struggling to figure out where to begin… the portals were a vice for me to get into picking where I might begin to start working…
but instead I found out that when given the choice of choosing more than one portal, people will bank on the offer of providing more than one option.
… also the majority of choices were concentrated around 4 portals,which was somewhat anticipated but also surprising.
Portal 9a: without a door
Portal 7a: door inside a door
Portal 5a: from cellar darkness to light
Portal 4b: multiple level passages
I don’t know where to begin to describe why I am drawn to this house… There are moments when I am in its presence and want to run away… walking into this place is as if I have stepped back into decades past… accept I am in the present amongst swarms of spiders and there spinning webs in every possible juncture where it is feasible… and I tense up really quickly and try to dodge the webs, only to walk into the next one… I feel the need to shower constantly in these moments… but of course there is no running water or electricity in this house. The toilet is a hole carved in some wood planks in the barn… works just fine.
Albeit my modern prosthesis in living style, this condition was once familiar to me in my youth and well recognized in the simplicity of our need to shit and bathe.
I still find myself drawn to the room I worked in last year and can’t help but stare at the barren spot left behind from last years casting with a dead butterfly laying inside this imaginary frame…
I took this as a sign and have made my choice.
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