Accompanied by poems these 2 works below are the beginning of a series of collage-like figures, composed of overlapping bodies, limbs, and fragments of skin, all wrapped within black and blue fabrics. A human form filled with human forms as a symbol for all the things our bodies hold. Memories, identities, rules, rigid frameworks, almost bursting as we negate the transformative nature of our existance. The basic for this work is a simple sketch of a head which i filled with accumulating layers of my AI model in the attempt to create a visual metaphor for the complexities of living in bodies shaped by both personal histories and societal expectations.

i can still

smell the scent of sunscreen on skin

mixed with sweat

i can still

hear the joyful shrieking of children

at the sound of the ocean

meeting the beach

i can still see the seagulls circling

ready to steal my food

so i hold very still

in the hope

that summer won’t notice yet,

that it’s autumn

I like the night

it’s so quiet

and calm

and collected

unlike my thoughts

they grow

and bloom

and race and chase

each other all over the place

in the night

and i cannot write
fast enough
to pin them all down

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:: identity machine :: skin flesh cloth hair ::