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Week 21 - Ellie looks forward to 2021 with baby steps and the search for a deeper meaning

 Edited BY


G P Kennedy


Ellie - Milan, Italy 

 This time next year... Can I just dream a little? I am not going to be planning anything realistic here but will give myself the license to go wild. No matter what, if this year has had any kind of lesson for us it’s that we can't really plan. I am also superstitions in this respect so don't want to invite bad luck with any firm intentions.

 


 So next time this year, I am planning to survive. I know I said no realistic plans, so I guess this makes it unrealistic? It may be. I'll throw it out there as an option.

 


 This photo is of the staircase leading to our city library. So next year at this time I am hoping to have read at least one book that will not have been picked because they are useful for anything - no work, project or creative purpose.


 Next year this time, I hope to have achieved a really big goal that has been dealt with by small baby steps.

 


 Maybe I'll host an artist residency for photographers? If you would like to be part of this, please let me know! Or maybe I will be part of one, maybe I will start - and finish - a really significant socially engaged art project. Or maybe something completely different? I am open and flexible to the opportunities.

 

 I have seen these columns flanking a pedestrian bridge over a stream in Milan several times but I had never actually seen the sculptures on top. 



 I am planning to be more attentive to small details in the future. And hope to make drawing a daily practice with the goal to achieve that.

 

 In the last few years, unrelated to the pandemic, I feel I have seen a transcendental reason behind things and events observed. 



 My hope is to find such a reason in everything, really. Or if you have a tip on that, please share it!

 

 

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