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    • TREE TIME
    • SILOS
    • WORK
      • SPINES
      • TIGRIS
      • WORD MATTER
      • RIPPIN AND BURNIN
      • SOMETHING IS MISSING
      • CRASH
      • NO WORDS
      • IT'S IN THE CLOUD
      • FLOATING WORD
      • CONSILENCE
      • HUSH
    • THE BANK
    • VITAE
    • CONTACT
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NO WORDS

 Hundreds of dismantled books have been torn systmatically down to the spine. 

All of the words have been ripped away. 


I am investigating and questioning my relationship to knowledge. As a former bookbinder, I am  currently researching the history of knowledge in relation to its physcial form - how it was documented (stones, walls, codex) and the buildings that held the knowledge such as libraries... and modern or everyday encounters with knowledge (internet). What happens when we remove all the words from books? Or destroy libraries or cultural artifacts - who tells the stories, who recites science? Where is the knowledge? What is knowledge today and who is the writer? Who is the editor? What is happening to the cultures that have lost their books, relics and artifacts? I literally have no words for the amount of historical loss but I feel it and I am attempting to share these questions visually. 



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