When we (or they, or it) are walled out, then it (or they, or we) lives in the walls. And we carve out spaces on the blade thin edges between things. Strange spaces, where one is conscious but not awake, in white walls that bleed color, swimming without water.

Artists: Daura Campos, Vardit Goldner, Vikram Pradhan

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