i looked into old books for old ideas and my own thoughts, i saw this example of future vs.memories in colors.
the exercise asked for color that take you to an specific memory, write things down and get detailed with it.
repeat the same for the future self-
its funny how memories stay one way (unless u go do the therapy if needed) but somehow the future is ever changing. the colors of my future a couple of days ago look nothing like when i did .
after all my ideas swimming in circles i choose to work on this drawing. not because it meant anything special to the project but because i needed a pick me up of hope, that i'm not just a robot who takes orders makes pretty things. succumbing to safety.
and today i feel no different than a talking parrot who says "i see u" compulsively but is inevitably blind.