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Bella
Blumenschein




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Context

It was brought to my attention, through strings of thoughts and sounds in space, that context is a layered, vague, and vast composition of expandable and contractible nature that shapes/outlines/ecapsulates lived moments within the invisible frames of space and time, infinitely adjustable to embrace or delimit our understandings and experiencings.

I’m thinking now of a circle, a pulsing sphere, that within stretched minds shape-shifts fluidly and constantly, and within stiffer ones remain resistant to movement. Would it make sense to speak of a watery mind? Mine is now thinking of how a stretched body naturally embraces a wider range of movements. I like the image of context as a sphere that sensically holds us together, shielding us from the risks of feeling too loose or too rigid within ourselves and our environments.

I also like playing mental games with my sphere, choreographing internal dances with space and time as the lead performers. I guide them like a maestro with the hands of my mind’s I, balancing the sphere midair as it expands and contrasts like an external beating heart.

For context: 

I am in the temple,             enveloped by the rain,
                               
                    and beside the trees,

                                                            within Brooklyn Heights,
the Atlantic Ocean to the right.

                                                    Northwest of Rio,

all above a mantle
       
                                    that wraps a liquid layer and a huge burning metal ball.

Floating under the open space we’ve all agreed to call the sky,

and the made-up Kárman Line,

which isn’t really a line,

but the general area where we could no longer breathe

and planes couldn't fly.

I could keep going but let’s stop here (for the sake of time).