At center is my body, my naked body as my first site of home, I suppose as I was floating in the fluid of my mother. This naked body wears nothing and yet it is still marked as a home, it is my home. It has migration traveling with it (that of my mothers, ancestors, my own to be). IT has something already “on” it. A cunt, skin, hair. Eyes. Ability, disability.
Images and performances that are powerful are not so connected to WHAT IS THERE but rather the context of the person.
INTENTION and the
INTERNALIZED KNOWLEDGE AND BELIEFS
WHATS WRITTEN ON THE BODY
WHAT IS BEHIND, the URGENT IDEA THAT LEADS TO CREATION