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11 July @ 7:00 pm - 25 July @ 9:30 pm PDT$145 - $160
MAKE A SPACE for reflection in this relaxed, prompt-led evening workshop.
You can come just once, or you can come to all of our sessions. These will take place at a location to be shared with registered guests. The dates will be on Tuesday and Thursday evenings. It’s a modular course, with fresh prompts each time. Join us for all sessions or just a few, or just one, for the same fee.
DATES. SELF will be held in Bangkok on Tuesdays and Thursdays in late July. Rotating venues. Select your start date when you register. More by email to follow, from there.
HOST. Hosted by author Dipika Kohli, it’s a chance for you to discover, along with a small group of new and different others, just what it is that most matters to you, why, and how you can apply that right away to your next steps. ‘Choices we make, whom we choose to be with, where we opt to live and how we feel are all rather arbitrary,’ says Kohli, who has authored personal narratives with titles like The Elopement, The Dive, and Breakfast in Cambodia. (More about these is at Kismuth Books.) Dipika designed and hosted SELF for university students studying entrepreneurship, and thinking about the kind of legacy they wanted to leave, in 2014 in Palo Alto, then adapted it into a memoir-writing workshop for curious writers-in-the-making at a library in Chong Nonsi.
What’s an ‘atelier?’
Design Kompany is hosting popup zinemaking ateliers. Before fancy academic schools for art and design came along, there were ateliers. An atelier is ‘a workshop or studio used by an artist or designer.’ These are places where you can meet new and different *others* to connection remarkable ways.
ATELIERS, APPRENTICESHIPS & ARTMAKING. Encouraging hands-on learning by doing, the hosts attended to the inner strengths of each participant. Apprentices came. Artworks were made and sold. We imagine artmaking was less commodity-focused (watch the film Posthumous, for a great comment on this) and more about the experience. And for those seeking training, it wasn’t about, one might guess, the expensive tuition fees that come with ho-hum professors (jaded people who’ve forgotten the meaning of their occupation—here I recommend Art School Confidential). Perhaps it was about the magic, if I let myself be uncool and optimistic, of Art. What it can do. How it connects us, across time, and distance. Let’s *make* something. Let’s play?