Missing the Status Quo

 

I always went to this courtyard for the past 2.5 years.

Would you not agree that status quo is relative? It is impermanent and will vary depending on whose perspective it is being viewed.  It is not the absolute absence of change. It's like climate--average weather, if you will. My status quo will now shift. It's like a re-calculation of my center...rather, a re-calibration. Mean-centering, in mathematical/statistical/numerical parlance.

What I miss about the recent past is the luxury of being able to walk outside of my work station and go to this beautiful quiet spot (image above). Actually, it's only one among a couple of wonderful hidden spots I went to in order to think (or not think). Think of things I'm not required to think about, I mean. You know, in school you are required to read specific books--but there are occasions when you just want to read what you want to read. It's very much like that. I relocate my physical self to a place where I coerce my mind to think of things I want to think about, rather than things I'm employed to think about. Do you understand what I mean? *rhetorical question...if you answer back and I actually hear it...I may have to start seeing a psychiatrist...actually, I'm collaborating with two but----STOP this notoriously crazy internal banter manifesting as non-stop finger tapping on a keyboard!*

Meanwhile, I have had the pleasure of meeting with a curator and since I'm facing a windowless wall---I  chose this respite-like piece of pseudo-reality that only I can appreciate (since people entering the room won't be able to see it as it is partially hidden by a book case on the right where the door is located). It's like  an instant escape on a hypothetical rooftop in some European academic hyper reality.

Sneak preview from above my monitor.