entry points & exit points and all the friction and tension
around it.
The impulse to create something generates portals
and vortexes through which I enter into an entirely
free-flowing rhizomatic state of everything and anything.
There is nothing beyond this piece of paper, this is it.
Whereas, outside of my practice I segregate my life
according to different monikers I make for myself—
Sewage Girl,Village girl, Sex Girl, Woman in NYC. Help!
and ultimately Woman in NYC.
I am obsessively managing and confirming my identity–
endless production and consumption.
And so, I am always waiting or creating conduits of
rhizomatic confluence where everything merges into One.
and I give that to you.
I am all I am,
I am Woman in NYC.
Help!