I am the Watchtower

We walk to the shore and pause like we're waiting for something; rippling waves; vibrating frequencies. Our steps are simultaneous on entering, but I move forward drawn in by the beryl- blue water. I can't stop; I am compelled to go deeper.

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Mixed media installation (Whitstable Biennale 2010, Airstream Caravan): single-screen projection
Stereo Sound
Photocopy
2010
i am the watchtower
 
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