I wanted a language, the artist told us, that felt consistent.
Let me show you, the artist offered. The bodies.
And there they were. Body as image, a cipher to be doubled, dismembered, cradled, lifted, evaded––each exceeding the limits of its own banks, overflowing.
What do you call this one? We asked the artist.
Unfinished, the artist told us. That is why we are here, still looking.
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Inspired by the work of Salman Toor.
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