14 Kg of Adolescence
In between. The warmth
Portrait of a Soup
Sharpner for Artists
Study on Proxemics
578 gr, Polyester and family’s fights
133 gr, Viscosa and Florentine sun
444 gr, ,Spandex and ballet classes
Boading school ID
A set of clothes lying there, outside my closet. A shapeless mass, made of folds and ﬂexion, clefts. For each cloth a memory. Each one I discard is a feeling that I relive, and then deposit. After years it is time to grow up, I’m not who I was, I do not wear those clothes anymore, that mask.
Measurement is part of me. Counting, numbering satisfy me; I can not, I do not want to measure myself, my body, my mass, my skills, but I can measure my experience, thus giving it an order, putting points where before only commas were written.
Each material is subject to the gravity force and, therefore, falls. This is how I see it: an empty shell, a shell without a body, the body that has changed and no longer exists.
14 kg of adolescence. 14 kg of memory. 14 kg of emotions.
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