FADE OUT ON ME MY PAST AND FUTURES
It whispers to her on empty streets, it’ll be videotaped as it wears her out. Cultivating unease and consumes hopefulness she gazes on mesmerised. Reminding her of the shame and wanting, consoling her with the refuge of death. She lives desperately with it, and becomes it. Before heaven falls upon, as the sun slowly breaks through and the air becomes heavy with the scent of beginning, my pulsating body becomes the one. Everything comes from the one and returns to the one. From afterlife returning to life, by the life, for the death.
Past, present, future.
Burn the Leech is a subject that deals with idea and form where the challenge is to work with research, process and idea development until it is realised in a form around a body.