Chisamata

 This work is about the place, a chosen environment, left as it is and the embodiment of my body in reaction to that space. The physical form passes into the conscious, semiconscious, and unconscious. There becomes a point at which the mind state, the self, leaves and the environment and all its energy enter. “I” am no longer there although I am there within. The body is present and the mind is present without the sense of self.

I no longer have will, I no longer have choice. I am free. I am bound. I am lost. I am found. I no longer see, just be. I am invisible. I am seen.

These places are crawl spaces. They are where no one usually goes. They are where things that are left over go when people don’t know what to do with them or can’t be bothered to do anything else with the discards but put them where they will most likely be forgotten about. They deny access. They are where treasures lie. They are the places of secrets. They are the in-between places. Close to the earth. Where man/woman and their developments meet the raw earth. A meeting ground, a borderland. They are beneath but not underneath.

This is not me that I see: this is my skeleton, my flesh, as I have seen in the mirror but “me”, No. It is the other, an other. I as me don’t exist. The flesh exists, the body exists. “I” am scattered. “I” am the dirt floor, the metal pipe, the wood, the air, the light.