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Re Habit: An Abiding

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Welcome to April 2023... in my journey of re-habiting. There are, apparently, five stages of grief - denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. I can confirm these are not linear but a continuing ebb and flow of internal dialogue. Life is messy, as is grief. Perhaps 'stuff' only makes sense in retrospect? In the meantime I shall continue to abide in the messiness of finding my way. I will be dipping in and out of making works that are a social commentary on what is happening in the hyper-local, local and national arenas. These works are sporadic because they are reliant on the moments in time that cannot be forced. One day it may be specific to the arts industry, another day it could be local elections or the absurdity of local social media groups.  

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