Tracing my body, an abstract form emerges, signifying my own wandering soul, questioning belonging and identity. Reflecting on an inner urgency to overcome societal disconnections from nature. Exploring the act of healing, mending, of turning to sensorial means. The body is my tool in illuminating an awareness of an earthly bodily presence and absence. A silent sign of respect to Earth and our collective presence.
1.claiming space I
Oil on linen/1,75*2,15/2022claiming space II/ oil on cotton/ 150*150/2022
How can a trace be felt through time and space, the trace of absence and presence, of life and death. The body is always in a state of disappearance, the ephemeral recognition of the body. The voice. Another layer to the traces, negotiating a recognition of corporeal presence, a reclaiming of the self.
"Everything we do is music" by John Cage.
How do mentally produced sounds conjure an imagined experience of liminal experience.
The déja entendu. repetition of sound. Tonal qualities. Unexpected layering. Making sense of the unusual. It can remove us from a shared physical environment and sound functions as ethical-political.