my heart knows a map of unsmooth flesh

2024
bodily detritus printed on lancrier film, hair [of the artist], adhesive, single-channel video, stereo soundscape


Take a strand of hair. One square inch of skin. Tie them together with glowing thread. Re-arrange mundane flesh into a pillar of fragile tissue, hovering just above solid ground, not far enough away to dislocate it from a gravity-bound body. You need distance from which to fall back in.
   my heart knows a map of unsmooth flesh was a ritualistic process for me. I shaped a portal to tumble into, to a place deeper inside this flesh, yet never quite inside. This is the documentation of that ritual, suspended in physical, digital, and sonic form, at least for this moment. It is a space in between flesh and eyes and air, an ill-fitting holding pattern of soft violence, an archipelago of gentle comfort, an ever-present whisper.
I invite you to  enter this fragile cocoon, one manifestation of perplexing sensations, crystallizing only for short stretches. It shall return, looking wildly different and frighteningly similar, still shaking and covered in goosebumps and little raw spots that once bled.
    All materials used in the making of this piece were gifted by my body. I then re-constituted them according to physical objects and emotional ley-lines that surfaced. I invite you to consider the rituals and practices crucial in finding a place of home/belonging/quiet/safety in your own body.