In Sisters Hope Home, I was inside a nervous system larger than me, inside another living organism. The walls were alive, embracing me. We, our bodies, were part of the circuits and metabolism of the Home. How I miss it, having returned to the illusion of being an individual, leading our separate lives.
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Sisters Hope will manifest an exclusive piece at Thorvaldsens Museum as part of KBH læser. Furthermore, we have been interviewed for their paper. Read the interview here. Also see the full paper here.
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