Pink: The mountain of gardens you gave me   they were not what they seemed   I woke up one morning and and decided to pick a mountain of roses, which I then proceeded to eat.    
       
     
       
     
 (does what we consume, consume us?)
       
     
whats left.jpg
       
     
  (after all of this)
       
     
 Pink: The mountain of gardens you gave me   they were not what they seemed   I woke up one morning and and decided to pick a mountain of roses, which I then proceeded to eat.    
       
     

Pink: The mountain of gardens you gave me

they were not what they seemed

I woke up one morning and and decided to pick a mountain of roses, which I then proceeded to eat.


 

       
     

performance/video
Ålvik, Norway, 2016
dimensions variable

 

The reading is "La Belle Dame Sans Merci" by John Keats
and a section of a poem I wrote from which the title of this piece comes.

 (does what we consume, consume us?)
       
     

(does what we consume, consume us?)

whats left.jpg
       
     
  (after all of this)
       
     

(after all of this)