Tuesday, February 05, 2008

I work on questions of identity. Sometimes, I don't know what the word means. In which case, my work is precisely about the points of not knowing and then recovering ground to make something known. The process occupies my thoughts, rather than a truthful identity.

Increasingly, I find many more lessons in this ambiguous field of the unknown and the floating and the tenuously held down boundaries of our selves.

Am also (very slowly) coming to terms with my multiple changelings...love, hate, anger, desire...so unfixed and so unexpected.