It is what binds us together, what separates the living from the dead.
It is the most intimate, and yet the most mundane.
In the physical realm, we all share it, what happens when we don’t.
I have been investigating ‘breath’ what it means to me and how it affects the world we live in, when it is present, and when it is not.
Here is a small peak into the working room.
The finished piece will be available mid-November 2020 click ‘The full project & final piece’.
Poetic reflections
1. A…..y
I starve
myself
I am motion
less
joust enough
to sustain
the beat
of a mortal
2. Love letter #3 – 15 years
you
breath me
in
breath me in
i am your butter on bread
mine is yours
breath
you say you will stop
before I do
for now
breath
please
breath me
in
3. of breath
you are breath
to me
you are skin
and bones
of breath
you are
breathing material
fast asleep
4. strategy
take it in
don’t take it in
automated
silent
strategies
of dying
Experience:
Being HUMAN 2020/21Archive:
Moving Image Archive (National Library of Scotland)Links:
The full project & final piece