The Ground Beneath the Rooms

Makari • Before the Draft Begins Again – Part 6

All of this architecture sits inside a platform poured by other hands.

This platform holds the floor.
This platform holds the walls that accept my nails.
This platform holds the rules of the hallway, the shape of the doors, the way the lights switch on.

My studio takes shape inside that container.

And my nervous system keeps returning to the container.

Because containers shift.