What was meant to protect you, now makes you a target. (installation)
What was meant to protect you, now makes you a target. (detail)
Where do we go in fear? / The flowers you gave me are beginning to decay but it's difficult to let them go.
A wounded deer leaps the highest. (After Dickinson)
No one will get in but no one will get out.
Listening in but never transmitting.
Finding what you never knew you lost.
Surface. video. 04:13
Digging a hole to bury yourself (I didn't always look like this)
You choose how to see it.
It changes depending on the light, and so do I.
We forget what we are trying to forget.
From which we receive our form.
The flower is always in the almond. (For Bachelard)
Held, hold and holding for our remaining days.
The search for an enemy that doesn't exist.