After completing my in-patient treatment for depression, I had to learn a new way of relating to my life in Leipzig, my home, communities, and work. Creating art took second place to recovering from fatigue in this phase of my life.
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The feeling that hit me in Istanbul was very much the same one I had encountered 6 years prior, when I first did my art residency there: Like being on a ship, elated, but seasick with anxiety. Frantically trying to make sense of what I was experiencing, I finally became desperate enough to be honest and owned up to my year-long obsession with my former lover.
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