This is a raw, introspective chronicle, utilising handwritten repetition as a central technique on found, unrefined paper. Functioning as a mental archive, it documents the artist's evolving desire for self-definition. Not formal calligraphy, but a repeated vernacular hand, it forms a visual mantra. The work tracks a narrative arc: repetitive name-practice on the left page gives way to a profound, personal declaration, "I want to be an artist." This declaration then dissolves from specific ambitions, including "female artist" and "famous," into a fragmenting, recursive loop of "I want," before finally fading into a persistent, silent echo. It is an honest, found object of thought.

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