
I’m interested in our perception of things. In the primal and learnt. How we relate to our physical world and make sense of it (culturally and sensually).
As an image and entity clouds intrigue me because of their liminality. They are elemental, changeable, fluid, physical yet intangible. They are neither object nor thing. They are experienced by everyone but never in the same way. Everyone’s perspective is different and a glance a second later will perceive a different composition.
As children we try to make sense of clouds, a game, trying to see recognisable shapes within a mass, an elephant, a unicorn? In some ways this provides an analogy of how we try to make sense of the world, pattern matching. Looking for shapes we might recognise and if it can be loosely squeezed into that category, we attempt to define it as so.
A cloud is constantly at an irretrievable point.
It feels both present and absent.
Verisimilitude
Moribund
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