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Public Story
It will become something
Credits:
anna leigh clem
Date of Work:
07/01/11 - 05/01/14
Updated: 03/15/17
(2011-12)
As we move away from the purity of our births, we become complex and gnarled like trunks of trees. Underneath all the layers, the core remains the same.
I have taken up the endeavor of excavating the self. I thought we had become strangers, my child-self and I. I felt as though she had gone missing. As I search through the layers I catch a glimpse of her. She’s been there, patiently waiting.
I was born an observer. In the years since, I have gathered my feelings and surroundings to excess. I now attempt to sort my gatherings so that maybe I can understand. Together, it will become something. Together, we will find ourself. She has inspired me.
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