Tag Archives: Space

Just Need a Space

I just need a space where I don’t feel watched.

Where I don’t feel the pressure of expectations and conformity.

Where I don’t feel the need to smile at every passing gaze, where I can let my facial muscles rest.

Where my sense can be at ease, not having to to prick up at the sound of approaching footsteps and be on the alert for social cues and gestures valued as part of professionalism.

It’s not even about being myself. It’s just about… existence at a basic and comfortable level.

Queensland Art Gallery

The security guard seemed amused that I, or anyone, for that matter, would be interested in taking a picture of this sign. I was just captivated by the lines saying: “propose a new way of thinking about the connections between photography, place and identity” – which really interests and excites me!

 

 

I love museum spaces, sometimes I think more than the exhibits themselves.