gone in – felt out. um

Stuffed, fabric letters hang in lines – in an understandable order. These are the simple thoughts and feelings of three strange looking bodies.

Searching for a point of contact between internal and external thought and feeling. To use the familiarity of our alphabet, our uniting and approximating voice, to point out and highlight what it does not say. To discover and articulate the spaces between, behind, in front of and above those words. To physically fill the gaps with feeling, with constrained, stuffed boxes or pillows leaking those very flat words.