Were you born inside your body? How did you find it? What told you? Who told you it was yours? Did your parents show you? Did the skin? How did you know it was time? Are you sure? Are you still wondering? Are you still waiting?Who are you but the sound made by others?
Can you see my body in the past and future?
What does my body contain?
What is it holding in?
What is it keeping out?
Is it nothing if it’s not there?
Is your body a time machine?
I want to be able to look into the future.
I want to be able to see.
I can heal my past and I can change my future. I can go back in time and make myself born nothing. I can reach into my pasts through a hole in a sweater and sew the wound.
Here is a video taken by Marie Hinson of the work installed, the audio you hear is from a video "Things I Still Don't Understand" that plays in the background.
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There are some writings about my work for this show by friends:
Each of My Tears is One Big Dick by Bambi Butterfly
Don't Miss Me, a not so solo show by Lane Speidel at Vox Populi by Logan Cryer
Sweet Eyes by Nila Devaney
Each of My Tears is One Big Dick by Bambi Butterfly
Don't Miss Me, a not so solo show by Lane Speidel at Vox Populi by Logan Cryer
Sweet Eyes by Nila Devaney