grieving,
a little less revealing and pause stops
stream is off air
please standby
dissolving like the city sun
swim inside the skin of a lover
in choosing what we cannot say,
we break
carried on through an original lifeline
but theres a hole where your heart lies
find the faith and forgive me.
I’m not saying I’m the same
a vintage building block
when black becomes the colour of the flesh
ink marks where something once reside
subside,
to slowly untie before form.
the monument of a memory
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My work explores reading, writing and making within a Sound Arts Practice. I am addressing and searching for both the imaginary self and the transparent other through an expanded field of narrative; crossing and stepping within and through the boundaries and structures of public and private spaces. The linear and non-linear formations of spaces perceived through language and text, both visible and audible, aim to form new discourses of the imaginary, and the multiple identities that we portray.
The fluctuation between aurality, orality, the written word as visual (text; typed and hand written), and the spoken word through performance suggests an interplay between a singular and a plural self; the heterogeneous, through both truth and mythical dialogue that bridges a gap between the idea of accuracy and the imaginary. My work aims to project a representation and rejection of the absolute reality that visual representation can sometimes assume.
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