WORLD SKIN
Rubbings become tactile photographs, subtle matter, retinal tattoos.
Rubbings become tactile photographs, subtle matter, retinal tattoos.
A dream of ancestors dreaming, a dream of their soft nostalgias and murmurs from the underworld.
A missing line of information, a hole in a field.
A series of claps, each creating a new space, echoing through anonymous worlds.
Maps, money and 3D printers–a contemplation of the mutating moment.