“words are useless, especially sentences. they don’t stand for anything. how could they describe how i feel?” – louise ciccone
before we speak to one another or ourselves, we sense one another. memory isn’t a linguistic practice but a corporeal presence. memory is a material density- bent fences, crushed flowers, car tracks, shadows. memory also bares itself onto the body- hairs, scars, sensations, fluids. my work concerns itself with the ways that our bodies and landscapes remember and forget sensations, and also the inexhaustibility/impossibility of representing experiences.