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This strange life.
Joy Sullivan, “My Mother Says Kissing a Man Without a Mustache Is Like Eating Eggs Without Salt”, Instructions for Traveling West
Ada Limón, from "The Unspoken"
Blue Lovers, 1914 by Marc Chagall (Russian-born, 1887–1985)
‘What Use is Poetry?’ Meena Alexander, 2013
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Euripides, tr. by Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides
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Zwei Kerzen, 1982
Gerhard Richter
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Francois Halard: A Visual Diary | James Brown, Studio, Merida, 2015
still from a video installation by Basel Abbas & Ruanne Abou-Rahme
“Once upon a time…they crossed….they left…. Until they reached a dense forest no one had reached before”- Shatar Hasan stories
When the horizon of liberation is subsumed by the immediacy of authority, what is the possibility of speech, what space is left for a radical imaginary?
A physical weight, a strained movement of release and containment expressed through a field of noise, the relentless repetition of a pixelated tide back and forth …this ceaseless flux of noise and image – punctured by moments of speech and storytelling – probes the parameters of comprehensibility, the potentially of the unspoken, the un-imaged, the not yet material.
A child’s tale from Shater Hassan’s children stories recorded in the 60’s never comes to fruition, a woman recounts the violent events at a demonstration in present day Ramallah, and nationalistic children’s songs from the 70’s appear and disappear into the background. It is here, in the relation between the submerging nature of noise and the potentiality of emergence that we open the possibility for the invisible, the un-imaged to begin to take shape in our imaginary.