Toward Forward
May 21 - July 14, 2021

Curated by Olivia DeCapri, Kendall Jacob, and Kaila Parrish

start at any point:
The woman cradles the beast, her fingers in its wet mouth. Bitch and Bull guard the room together; a breeze enters the room. By not stop trying, I’m making a progress. (am I too kind to myself? Ha!) la fruta se gira contenidas en ella misma jabón que me dio abuela obsidian Вот я в порыве танца расщепляюсь до атомов, и сама становлюсь музыкой. Вот я лежу на Луне, смотрю на Землю и думаю, интересно, а что там сейчас делают люди? are you a house? I go through the places and incidents with the character, and the pictures of the story stay in my mind, leaving a scene that is indescribable but not absent. Вот я становлюсь тряпичной куклой с шестью руками, стою на полке и осознаю, каково это быть объектом, созданным человеком. una cosecha de psicopompas diente enterrado bajo tierra oro Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever “I want to climb a mountain,” I thought Both are practicing downward dog together. Down, bitch! Down, dog! The pads at the ends of limbs tear up the Earth. Now always leads towards the future. algae, cute, slimy, nodules, frogs, frog-like, tubes, microcosm, internal, basin Right before I finish speaking “current,” it becomes the past. Вот я увеличиваю себя до размера самой высокой Уральской горы и ложусь в лес как в траву.