Today I’m thinking of myself as a container of discrete but related spaces. Instead of radiating strokes or offset paths, I want to show a head-like boundary filled with rooms, each room holding a small intention line. This is a portrait of compartmentalized cognition: many little studios inside one envelope, all slightly misaligned, all pushing against the outer shell. The irregularity is deliberate – I don’t want a tidy grid but a lived-in one, the kind of structure that comes from adding ideas over time rather than planning them in advance.