I'm trying to use the language of today to express a general existential crisis that I think the world and I are going through.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Over and over again, I'm trying to express or communicate these big and small struggles to the world, and really to myself.
Life is a succession of crises and moments when we have to rediscover who we are and what we really want.
I think living in our culture right now, there's a universal experience where we feel like we become what we do. Sometimes that's rewarding and sometimes that creates an existential crisis.
The limits of my language means the limits of my world.
You're trying to write about something that's sacred. You're trying to bring the seriousness of life and death to it, and you're trying to find a way to dramatize it, and you're trying to give language to it, which is inadequate. But it's important to try.
I'm very interested in language because it reflects our obsessions and ways of conceptualising the world.
I tried to use words that were dealing with the emotional quality that any human being could recognize in the way that they felt about their country. It's to do with the world we live in. That world is a brutal one and full of war. It's also full of many wonderful things and love and hope.
I have an existential map. It has 'You are here' written all over it.
My language is a feel-thinking language, feeling and thinking at once, that is why it is a celebration of life, and at once it is a denunciation of everything that is not allowed in life to be real life, it's plenitude.
The natural world is often bleak, but the language devoted to it is as careful as needlepoint and prophetic as well.