stills

The stills are drawn from a performance video I shot in a studio. Two projectors threw images from grains onto a large white screen, at random, from the left and the right; I danced in front of a video camera placed at center, which framed only the white screen — so what it caught was the projected bodies, and my own body and its shadows, crossing and overlapping on the surface. I did not compose in the moment; I found the compositions later, on review, choosing the strongest angles from the recording. The randomness of the play, the refusal to carefully frame, I kept throughout. The method re-stages an older accident: the Sacalaia photographs were first made by me as a child, when I did not fully advance the film between frames and the images overlapped by chance. Here I invite the chance back in.

What I am after is a vision of the divers who went down after the drowned basilica and never came back — bodies deciphered out of light and shadow, suspended between one self and another.

This series has taken two forms: as prints on rag, and as adhesive vinyl laid into the floor, where visitors walk over the bodies — the drowned held under the surface you stand on.