installation
Rising contemplates the condition of uprising and its temporal horizon - the moment when an unbearable pain of an oppressive condition translates itself into action. Just like the intensity of fire, the moment of rising up articulates itself as a gesture of elevation, sweeping everything in its way, and then extinguishes itself leaving only fragments. Often what follows is suppression. Still, for a brief moment those who rise up are the protagonists of their own story. In a moment of crisis their being becomes an action.
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I will speak with the voice of others. At the end we all know. Yes, it is a“we.” We were affected and we understood. We have no name and we are many. We have a voice and we have a gesture. Ours is action because this is all there is left. It is our rising up as an affirmative gesture. We know about time. We know that time is no more. It is others that are still bound to time and will try to figure out our names, and will perpetually try to tell our story, in time, as a narrative. But we know that there are no narratives that can tie our experience because we are the naked protagonists. We are your worst pain and we are your desire.
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