She’s taken possession of the premises. . .
. . . though the premises seem to have taken possession of her.
THE PREMISES OF POSSESSION ➤ EVERY BIT A PRACTICE AS IT IS AN ENTITY, THE ORDER HAS ALWAYS EXISTED BETWEEN WORLDS; SUSPENDED INDEFINITELY BETWEEN physical ARCHITECTURE AND ethereal STATE OF MIND . . .
Some thoughts become objects, others become spaces…
AS SUCH, As october drew to a close and as the veil approached its thinnest, the new studio doors opened for the first time to welcome guests and to mark THE ORDER taking possession of the premises. Amid a haunting flurry of feathers and fog, possession became the evening’s central question: what happens when a physical place becomes a state of mind? What does it mean to possess; to be possessed?
Somewhere between a warming and a haunting, I’m delighted to share a few scenes from the studio’s first night alive. Thank you to everyone who floated through and allowed the evening to take hold…your collective effervescence is now woven into these new walls, and I can’t wait to breathe even more life into them with you.