How did I come to be on this hillside surrounded by jungle?
It began with machetes. Land was cleared. I was meant to be just one house. But other structures followed. My growth was unplanned – a direction rather than an endpoint. Like this book I came from images and ideas. Like a dream recalled – the pieces became a whole. Light, time, space, color, weather, and the jungle all merged to help create me.
I am a place imagined and then found.
I am Verana.