I draw a line, 2010, dimensions variable, white powder.
Utilizing white powder, my poem is situated such that a viewer is forced to read the text inverted or walk upon it to read it. During the exhibition, the text/powder is spread throughout the gallery and beyond by passersby. An ironic play is framed between the poem’s content, the piece's reason for existence, and the piece's relationship to the audience’s interaction with the work.
I draw a line to
divide this space in
two in order
to know where I am
not
to render
this space unfamiliar to
imagine that I may not be
alone so that there is room
for a dialogue