Lay in line
as the poison burns inside
expect a regret and
suspect the rest
test the time as it tripples inside
swing like a pendulum
with a heavy weight
killing every limb of life
on the way down
disintigrate the un noticed
and fold the rest away
pack the bag for life
and iron out straight
illuminate the void
and substitute the heroine Matilda
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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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