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You stick your hand into your bag, scattering your senses to look for the keys you’re sure you left in there. They aren’t in between the couch cushions, nor in the fridge and freezer. Maybe they’ll be in the lost and found. Upon entering the academy, not knowing when your worried mind will be eased, you’re met with your peers. You're shown their smiles and handed their hearts. For a second there, you forget all about the fact that you are locked out of your home. You make sure that everyone feels seen and heard, while trying to make your own project the best it can be.
Some people show up with reflections of society you would have never otherwise come across, while others lay themselves bare to enter a sensitive realm of emotion. A newborn collective joined together in Łódź, Poland, that earned the name Key Collective after a week of shooting and bonding in communal spaces and secret alleyways found in the city. Sharing rooms, sharing thoughts, we became a family tree rooted around the world. Leading each other hand in hand through unknown territory. We open up the doors of perspectives for each other. Collective is key. You return home after a new, wonderful day, and... Ah, still no keys.
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