The Dutch Diary
tea bags, ink

During my stay in the city of Hoorn (NL), as usual I drank lots of tea, keeping the bags.
I tried to write my diary on this small space, often still wet. It becomes impossible to be able to erase the memory and preserve it, the will to look after it merges with the natural condition in which it becomes blurry.

Exhibition view at C014 Open Studio - Oosterelaind Prison, Hoorn, 2008



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