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WELCOME WEARY TRAVELERS

     To whom it may concern, 


    Welcome, first of all, to this little project. A diary of sorts...perhaps a place where one may find solace in the suffering, joy, and mundane that it is to be a human living in this year (2023 to be specific).

    I write to you in my bed, which sits next to my tiny desk, within this student accommodation building located in Wellington, New Zealand. We start this journey here. It is my third week in Wellington, my second week of classes at Massey University. We will continue this journey together, a documentation of a different culture from an American Perspective. 

I want to set up some ground rules for this blog before beginning:

1. Posts will be infrequent; at my own pace. This will not turn into a chore.

2. Posts will not be eloquent, or long, or even perhaps make sense. One day there may be a poem to read, the next I may just share a picture, the next week there may be an essay available for your enjoyment.

3. I want this to be a space where we are both comfortable.

4. As an art-maker, this is an important piece of work as art is life. Kind of a Gilbert&George situation. This is an artifact to look back upon. A time capsule. 



This is your author.


I look forward to seeing where this may go. 
Best of luck to us both.
                                                                                                                        Love,

                                                                                                                                Ellie


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