Having spent four days immersed in inhabitation, I have come away with a heightened awareness of the sensuous. I have collected ideas on how to weave into my life a range of techniques into the ‘everyday’. I also will keep forever the visions of what a fully sensuous world can be, in beautiful architecture of terracotta, with high-relief sculptured interiors in blue and turquoise. These settings can be inhabited by a society hued with aesthetic values and a generous (Raworth, 2017) sustainable, economic system. Thank you Sisters hope, for the opportunity to experience what sensuous living can and will be. I will spread the song in my practice as I continue to connect with the sensuous, in curation that encourages others to occupy, The Jay.
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