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Working independently in the studio sometimes leaves me feeling unable to converse on any intellectual level with another human being - the shift from within my own head space into a public one leaves me feeling stunned at the best of times. Perhaps the daily interactions I have with my one wee companion do not aid in my abilities to feel 'grounded'. When a visitor comes to the studio, their presence shocks me back into the physical space my body is occupying, much like when I screw down my puppets foot to animate her every articulated movement...
no wonder she is looking a little stunned and apprehensive...
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