Salty Purple Thread

I spat the salt, bringing out the clot in my heart. With naked eyes i saw my discriminatory forming into words You held my hand as i encircle my spits Letting me see, absorb, processing myself I turned and reverse the circle, bringing you in my hands You led me to my spat As I step, walk over it, the words are erased No salty words are ever seen again just traces of the old salt as a momento of my acceptance and tolerance Together, we washed our feet in clear, clean water

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Idea development

Salt acts as a symbol of everyday. Most of us consume salt with or without realizing. I used salt to symbolise the ever- presence discriminatory towards differences.

salty!

up close


Led by Da Wu, audience interacting with the salt installation of the act of accepting sexual preferences
erasing

This work was done due to the deaths of innocent lives. The feminists, an ordinary gay woman and a growing up teenage girl who prefers girls.

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