ANIMATION: FLOWER MOON, EMMA COUSIN, 2020
I started to try to meditate in January this year. Lockdown made it more possible (time) and possibly more invested (anxiety and disconnection). When you start to meditate, grounding in a triangulated posture of cross limbs, knees ankles and bum it is difficult, even painful and complicated but simultaneously settling, curious and rewarding. An element is scanning the body and in doing so, observing the bits and pieces afresh, from the inside and the outside, their form, function and feeling. Mimicking the feeling of my meditation journey, I wanted to try and collect sensations and frustrations and images from trying to meditate into a short piece that offers space for wandering off and making new connections. Using drawings made after trying to meditate, sometimes successfully, others not, I wanted to question deeply what we are made of materially, mentally and physically. The brain gets distracted and starts to make imagistic connections, that journey in their own strange way to bring us back to ourselves.
I started to try to meditate in January this year. Lockdown made it more possible (time) and possibly more invested (anxiety and disconnection). When you start to meditate, grounding in a triangulated posture of cross limbs, knees ankles and bum it is difficult, even painful and complicated but simultaneously settling, curious and rewarding. An element is scanning the body and in doing so, observing the bits and pieces afresh, from the inside and the outside, their form, function and feeling. Mimicking the feeling of my meditation journey, I wanted to try and collect sensations and frustrations and images from trying to meditate into a short piece that offers space for wandering off and making new connections. Using drawings made after trying to meditate, sometimes successfully, others not, I wanted to question deeply what we are made of materially, mentally and physically. The brain gets distracted and starts to make imagistic connections, that journey in their own strange way to bring us back to ourselves.
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