Leaving Djerassi
By Lydia Nakashima Degarrod
Sunday, 07/28/2019
It has been two days since I left Djerassi. When I close my eyes, I imagine the view from the window of my studio and see on the left side the 4 pods for the writers and the Artists’ House ahead and slightly to the right. I imagine my walks to and from the Artists’ House where I had my bedroom to the studio at the Barn and the daily walks I took to the Old Barn, Estaciones de La Luz, and the loop. I imagine the faint traces of my movements as well as the ones left by the artists with whom I shared the residency. I think about these fading lines that we left behind and the sparkles of creativity struck by their crossings and feel content.