I feel everything

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i feel everything

2023

Photo Book

the pathology of being alive

2023

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i feel everything

Indulge A Little! Dissociate Into The Ether! Escape The Skin Suit! Be Hyperbolic!

Indulge A Little! Dissociate Into The Ether! Escape The Skin Suit! Be Hyperbolic!

What do you mean I am not my feelings? At least for a fleeting moment it exists in my bones like a secret only I know as I am possessed by my inner fire. Breathe. I kiss the precipice of life. My organs cease to exist for a moment as my cells become dust in the air, every story I’ve ever told, every bad mood you’ve ever had, the way the light comes through the windows, the fibers in my curtains. This is how it feels to be alive. Isn’t that what we all want? I am my body and I am not. I reside here and I cannot depart. I’d like to experience how it feels to escape for a moment. I feel everything.

What do you mean I am not my feelings? At least for a fleeting moment it exists in my bones like a secret only I know as I am possessed by my inner fire. Breathe. I kiss the precipice of life. My organs cease to exist for a moment as my cells become dust in the air, every story I’ve ever told, every bad mood you’ve ever had, the way the light comes through the windows, the fibers in my curtains. This is how it feels to be alive. Isn’t that what we all want? I am my body and I am not. I reside here and I cannot depart. I’d like to experience how it feels to escape for a moment. I feel everything.

This work acts to display and visualize the mechanics of how it feels to feel a feeling. To be a part of the whole, to have a body, to pause, to writhe. Conflicting desires to both hold on and let go. A desperation to become a new form entirely and escape the complications of having a body, to dissolve. Organs start to merge with the natural world, both trapped inside the body and blending seamlessly into the surroundings, reminding us that we are earth. I am attempting to add form to something we cannot see. An internal landscape. The chemicals and memories which create thoughts and feelings. The paint acts as a portal between worlds. I am electricity. I am green paint on a body. I am everything, I feel everything.