'To Monastery' is a body of work that began during a time of illness and loss. A line from Dickinson, “She dances like a bomb abroad”, stayed with me during this time. It fuses joy and destruction, echoing the clarity that often follows rupture. That energy informed my imagining of ‘to monastery’, an invented verb, part grammar, part dream, gesturing towards solitude, ritual, and imaginative space. A bed, a labyrinth, and fragments of text invite the viewer to pause, to imagine how they too might ‘monastery,’ listening deeply as if to touch what lies just beyond the knowable.