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Sculpture: Neon on Other.
We tend to think of our bodies as guests and lands as hosts, though land is shaped by what takes us to a place, through the longing for it.
When a body leaves a land it becomes its own geography and a place for the place. It becomes inhabited by the memory of absence and generates singular affects related to its mobility, forced or desired. As much as an individual experience it becomes a collective one due to mass displacements. History gets written by leaving the narrative of the affects on the margin. How can a body be free from History ? Can it find its own unity again ?