The inability to abstract something as big as the loss of my father into a single static art installation.

I decide to go back and think about oral tradition as the very fist way of transmission, to tell that which leaks out of my understanding.

There’s a need in me to put into words my work of art, literally. Working with my mouth is also working with the core of meaning and discourse. However, how can I articulate grief? How can I modulate grief? There is a translation problem. There is a gap that can not be filled with words

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