Skin, 2020

Peeling glue from the surface of my studio floor, I capture each crack, paint spill, and stain on the concrete. I extract a document, peeling off a lineage of marks from makers before me. What remains becomes a shedded skin from my space.

As my body intimately peels off glue from the concrete floor, I recognize the overlooked cracks, spills, and stains that become imprinted, stripping marks from a lineage of makers, while adding to it. The act of removal becomes a ritual of rebirth. Submerging between the ground and its ghost, my body is at once trapped, and protected. Skin continues an active exploration in lost intimacy with the everyday.

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