If I could lift back the skin on the top of my hand and see my heart beat and my tongue move then I wouldn't have to wonder. I wouldn't have to constantly imagine what is going on in there. I would be a witness to my own systems. There would be physical evidence of the stories we hear. A way to connect identity with physicality. But that is not an option so I am forced to invent body systems. To create for myself the forms and spaces and processes that keep us alive.
The Mellowdrama
Between Layers
Prissy and Seductive
Overshadow
Sisters
