The Change Part 9: Objectness Twined and intertwined The objectness in her life has refrained. Like a song, she may come back to it later in the music. Making, crafting, shaping. Her time of objects is on pause, halted. In her dream a very specific chair blocks my thoughts To other things Yet wood is not my medium, my raw material. Structure, design, presence, desirability The tools and processes of wood work Although pleasing in themselves as object in their own right, Devoid of purpose Are not it. Do not give her the joy she seeks. Not sure what does. She found refuge in the flat. Incomprehensible. Through her weeks, months, half a year of her Recuperation It was not objects She turned to for diversion But painting. She filled her sketchbook day after day with pattern. And narrowed it down. And narrowed it down. To a single repeated ornament. In the simplest of motifs. A square, with two lines running ...