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MORNING |
I was dreaming that I can’t fall a sleep, I was playing hide and sick with myself, getting into the closet hiding behind my mother’s clothes. I was one moment a child and then an adult. I wore her white shirt on but it was too big. The moth was trying to exit the room throw the window glass. The clock was ringing. It was already morning. |
VIDEO |
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LITTLE
RED SISTERHOOD |
SCULPTURE |
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HIDING |
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SNOWMAN |
DRAWINGS |
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UNTITLED |
VIDEO
INSTALLATION |
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AND I FEEL LIKE I JUST GOT HOME |