of ruins or something (1), 2011
Found video, Interview footage, Dimensions Variable, Duration Variable
There are an infinite number of ways to get down and get back up again.
The persistency of cycles. Things fall apart and come together. Things come together and fall apart. Histories, fictions, and narratives unfold and collide. This is the constant. This is the context. The landscape of skin. The ground always shifting. My grandmother's hands are scarred but they also have the power to heal. If we created new myths, what would they look like?