As I normally do at the start of every new design project, I take my sketchbook and a pen, sit in an isolated place (usually the international section in the library but recently it's been the corner of my room) and brainstorm. And so it was great to see on the first day of class, after being assigned the new project, that May had us brainstorm as a class. No, I wasn't instantly inspired, but it got those creative juices flowing (almost literally).
Splattering, dripping, splashing: motion was made. Mirrors and reflections: humanistic qualities were added. Full turning into empty: Space drove its way into the equation. Evaporation, condensation, existence over a couple hours: time began to play a part. And right then and there, we were back to answering the original project's question: What is time? What is space? And before we knew it by golly, we were mapping it.