OK, so I'm uploading my blog long after the fact. In retrospect i like the experience a whole lot more than i did at the time. Looking back on those 6 weeks i see a rare chance to play. Something that becomes somewhat of a luxury at times.
And at the time?
I arrived at Elsewhere towards the end of July, jet lagged and exhausted. What a crazy place! There is stuff EVERYWHERE. Toys, trinkets, beads. badges, clothes, books, records. You name it, it's here, coating the walls from top to bottom. At first glance it seems like pure chaos, but on further inspection i can see that almost every part of this place has been worked over by someone. Some artist, some sort of pattern, organization through out this madness.
It's hard not to feel overwhelmed. The collection has so much in the way of history. Each item with it's own story.
I have so many idea's. I have no idea's. Words cannot express...