Our Flesh Surrounds Us With Its Own Decisions


latex, surgical steel piercings, chrome-plated steel

Installation view at EXILE, Berlin

“Mixture for mixture, chaos for chaos, the skin’s image is the curtain, its reflection a canvas and its phantom a sheet. But the canvas as a whole (…) could serve as a screen, poster, leaf or veil: a patterned curtain, a tattoo, like the skin. The woman with the lavishly decorated body, facing the richly decorated reflection of the curtain, is holding in her hand a shawl: is it a piece of curtain, a fragment of canvas, a bit of her skin? It is a rag seamlessly joined to a scrap of material stuck to her.” (Michel Serres, The five senses)