Thank you to all the people that came to Domicilium at Deriva on the 11.12.18 and for bearing with me through my set.
I have been experimenting a lot with video and words. I’m often misunderstood because I have been exposed to many things, yet people seek differences.
The thing that has kept me going for a long time is my genuine excitement for things. Yet, it is getting harder to remain joyful and curious. Experimenting with video, photography, sound, biology and poetry are a few things that still excite me.
However, I do not want to put my life on those things because that would be placing too much pressure on those things and I know that attention is a rare commodity so I might lose it if I give these things my life. Yet, they are my life, or are they? or is my life my breath? my dependence on the photosynthesis of others? what has priority? Sorry, I can’t help but be vague and emotional. I laugh too when I want, swimming and floating is my only way of flying.
Images shot by at Sanna Kartau
Abscission in plants is the shedding of leaves, flowers and fruits. The process of abscission in plants happens in three processes
2) protective layer formation
The detachment phase is increased by water inhibition as observed in apple, citrus, peach and nut trees. Abscission in cells is observed during cytokinesis which is the cell division process when the cytoplasm( all the contents of a cell apart from the nucleus) of one eukaryotic cell divides into two daughter cells. Abscission is the phase where two daughter cells get split up, therefore completing cytokinesis. In zoology, abscission is the shedding of a body part such as a claw or in the case of some Geckos the shedding of a tail to avoid predators.
The poet in this piece is shedding parts of themselves. Shedding of hair and of panic that releases tears and pain. Abscission is a form of vulnerability, as the fallen leaves of pain and the fruits of fear and doubt have fallen. Yet, not fully out of sight, as the fruits lie on display for all to see. The poet like a tree drops fruits of truths and nuts of fears, that hit the reader to pick up, ingest and introspect.
I have been experimenting with film and poetry. Here is one of those experiments.