MY aim, stated as of last year

Last year I made a space, which was entered into through an object, using the imagination.

This year I will make an imagination, which is entered into through a space, using objects.

Space, whether personal, economic, artistic, literary or universal, Space is what we fabricate as the external, material, communicable realisations of that capacity for thought, ideas and imagination which renders us as that most amazing thing: human. Space is the magic that a baby discovers she inhabits as she begins to hurl things around and watch their trajectories, it is the thing that happily allows the objects she throws to exist where they started, and at the other end of the room where they fall; and it is the thing which the toddler transforms in his own small way when he builds his little empire of sprawling lego, as it is also transformed by the machinations of countless other toddlers, teenagers staking their identity, young couples proclaiming their material independance, dictators ensuring their renown, and protestors making their statements. Space is unalloyed and glorious equality, it is full of the entirely dissimilar, and is made richer by deviance; the only unity it proclaims is that of flatness, a total lack of judgement between its parts, a total unity in utter variety.

I am looking for some Space.