“the creature within can only gaze through the pane—smudged or rosy; it cannot separate off from the body like the sheath of a knife or the pod of a pea…it must go through the whole unending procession of changes...heat and cold, comfort and discomfort, hunger and satisfaction, health and illness…this monster the body, this miracle its pain” - virginia woolf / on being ill

durational live performance for scranch hideout - the day that dawns for you, will also dawn for me / working with with video, sculpture, photography, performance, and writing / to explore material constraints and embodied limitation.

this work developed from the confrontation of everyday objects, specifically with the desire to repurpose a surplus of gravity IV feeding bags leftover from the prolonged passing of my mother / weaving the bags together into a variety of wearable configurations, each was filled with water and frozen, before being utilized in a pandemic performance work just outside Joshua Tree State Park / over a period of 4 hours the frozen bags melted, drained, and were consumed.