invisabel's fieldnotes & clutters
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all lost things are in the same place
best viewed on desktop (!)
my identity: always under construction.
this website is a performance.
but i do not perform for you.
journals, fieldnotes, and scraps of life from an artist-academic-in-training
my space (2015)
a few of my favorite things
who do you think i am?
because this is who i'm not
Visitors of this page likely fall into one of two categories: either I know you and trust you enough such that I can divulge my life with the internet-mediated intimacy of a 90s HTML blog, or you stumbled across this site via neocities. If you fall into the unlikely third category of knowing me personally but stumbling upon this site, please never reveal anything to me for my sanity's sake. Regardless, there is a reason my internet presence is limited to the scope of this quiet site. I need not a large audience or a platform to aggregate the validative interactive features of a cleanly coded, corporate-owned social media page. I need only to garden and audit my mind -- myself -- and no matter why you're here, I hope you garner value from my ideas. Thank you for visiting.
this site was born of necessity // i'd rather not be anywhere else sometimes // i'm who i am because i can make myself // if i call myself a mess please do not correct me and say that i'm not; i enjoy the messiness of everything and my mind is as cluttered as my space