{"id":892,"date":"2020-06-07T23:55:32","date_gmt":"2020-06-08T06:55:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/eportfolios.capilanou.ca\/faithdawa\/?p=892"},"modified":"2020-06-23T05:53:28","modified_gmt":"2020-06-23T12:53:28","slug":"re-gathering-lake-as-a-studio","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/eportfolios.capilanou.ca\/faithdawa\/2020\/06\/07\/re-gathering-lake-as-a-studio\/","title":{"rendered":"Re-gathering: lake as a studio"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

“to gather again”<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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As BC is currently in Phase 2 of slowly reopening the economy amid Covid-19, there is a deep and unusual feeling of uncertainty within me. Going for a drive, I succumbed to the invitation of the lake. The wind pushed the water a little harder than earlier, creating ripples that moved to and fro, ascending then descending, as lines and curves would appear and disappear- this tells me that the dawn dance between wind and water has began.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The rock stood still as the water and wind continued to move. As if echoing my own thoughts, I may seem uninterested or apathetic on the outside, but deep down there is a whirlwind of emotions. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

How concerned am I with what is going on? Am I excited? Fearful? Worried? Am I not yet ready for what is ahead<\/em>, or am I elated to know we as a province are doing well? How can I move<\/span> forward?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Taking a break from everything, I decided to go for a drive. I think with Goldsworthy’s (2004), and the way he engages and thinks with<\/em> the world. Seeing this as an opportunity to further engage with my inquiry, I brought some toilet paper with me to see if there is a possibility for me to be in dialogue with what’s surrounding me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dichotomy of movement: toilet paper and driftwood<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The huge boulders of rocks were too dangerous for me to come closer to as the tide was rapidly coming up. Spotting some driftwood lying down nearby, I decided to redirect my inquiry for the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gathering up toilet paper that I packed up in my bag, I had the urge to attach some toilet paper in this broken piece of wood. As I lay the strips of toilet paper, the wind blew softly, pushing the strips to sway a little bit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n