I've been thinking that the environment we live in everyday. I feel we blend in to it. Absorbed into a fabric or medium.
I'm sure none of my ideas are new, and have probably been explored much better than I could ever do.
I'm partly continuing with blogging my ideas and drawings etc because, I feel marginalized for a number of reasons one of which might be something to do with the pursuit of perfection instinct that seems to be in the world, maybe everyone to a greater or lesser extent. For example religion, the arts, media so many ideologies that expound excellence.
I'm sure its a good thing. But I wonder who and what gets left out and discarded, like me
But still I plod on, I think there can be pleasure in so many more things than we give credit and value too.
I've been drawing a few animals in their environments along side people in their work environments to help me contemplate what environment is. Said environment quite a lot there.
I think generally, the immediate environment often goes unnoticed because we are too busy with life. I think maybe in a similar way animals might be used to the medium of their environment, Dunno. Just feels like the streets and city is a structure we disappear into. I think because we are an integral part of it. We make it function for us and use it for needs.
Maybe we are the environment.