i was waiting for you all this time
how could i sing if i have no words?
how could i sing when i’m not longer here?
i could pick out your voice from a polyphony
i know you so well so just -
trust in me
trust in me trust in me
close your eyes
trust in me ///
if you sup from my wounds
i will nourish you well
but you won’t find your peace here
sweet thing i can tell :)
your phone is gonna cut out
your battery will die
you won’t have a map or a lifeline
so follow my voice shut your eyes
follow me!
She curled her finger towards her, as if to beckon me there / sung sound / lyric excerpts and installation view / 30:00 / 2017
A siren, a myth, an emergency signal, a loss song. You hear a jealous voice, it beckons, perhaps it seeks to help, to guide you, or perhaps it’s only a lure. Careful, you may not be safe.
Produced in collaboration with Josefina Nelimarkka for the event of her exhibition Call, I shall listen:
Exhibited at Fieldworks Gallery, London and ÖRES Summer Show, Örö