I’ve been wanting to do an Art Assignment for awhile now but haven’t had the chance to really get into one project—but I think this latest one, quietest place, is all about realizing opportunities to find and make something special.
I actually wasn’t thinking about the assignment at all today as I walked around campus. But as soon as I stepped into a rather unused stairwell at the far side of the business school, it just sort of hit me: this was the quietest place.
I didn’t really want to post this at first. I kept thinking, “this does not matter” and “this is unimportant”. But then I realized that not every moment that you decide to stop and take in the world has to be some dramatic, sweeping, life-altering realization. In fact, maybe it’s the overly mundaneness of a sterile stairwell that makes this whole thing beautiful. No, I am not going to remember and look back on the moment I stood in a stairwell for five minutes and watched and listened to the world go by me with complete fascination—I’ll probably forget I even stopped. But the whole point of Quietest Place I feel is to remind yourself that little moments can help you learn more about the world, maybe not in any sort of grand, amazing way, but in the same way you need to subconsciously remember to keep breathing. Whether you realize it or not, you need it to keep going.