this death is and isn’t mine, 2024
kaolin epk, soil, charcoal, stones, wood ash; residual copper carbonate and copper wire mark the soil from a pit fire held prior
Arms are outstretched/whispers travel [muffled screams] between waves across waters/determination forms our togetherness (Williams)/interwoven/we can laugh too/IT IS CERTAIN/when we fight for the love of li-fe(-ves, -ing)
Last two photos taken by Victor Urroz
rooted onto our shared lawn, 2023
kaolin epk, water bowl, metal bucket, Kendall lawn
14/8/2023
1/9/2023
13 august 2023- 16 october 2023: the smaller kaolin vessels, derived from the larger vessel, were left to soak into a small patch of dying grass at the front of my house over the course of two months.
14 august: my dad accidently stepped on them and sent me video documenting their condition.
15 august: it rained.
16 october: my mom cleared the patch of grass and put cement circles on top of black mulch. The location of the kaolin that was settling in there remains unknown.
an alleviation of indigestion// I can still see us through the frosted glass, 2022
kaolin epk, frosted glass door panels
Kaolin facilitates the alleviation of a pressing case of indigestion- a result of the tensions of an immovable structure. Within the gallery space, a locked door with frosted glass permanently conceals transparency. There exists an inherent tension in the potential not only to go elsewhere, but also to explore what this elsewhere may be. All that we can see are the reflections of our silhouettes. Kaolin is smeared in each panel of the locked door, stimulating the accumulation of the environments they have lived in. Gaps exist between smears, revealing parts of the frosted glass; although, as these exposed parts are still lightly coated in clay, even our silhouettes struggle to assert themselves. As the clay dried and the water evaporated, some pieces began to fall off and hit the floor. This continued until the piece was completely bone dry. Each time a piece fell, they announced themselves with a loud, popping sound. This created little windows within the piece, allowing one’s silhouette to find itself once again. The whole piece can be seen as a map, and as each piece of kaolin fell off, it revealed another map. They left answers. At the end of the exhibition, the kaolin was scraped off and placed back into the same buckets. A portion of the clay was lost.
