Glass Eyes, 2023, camera action, 11’24”
“Lips moving with the whispers of pleas, confessions, and vows. Breaths of solitude.” I put forget-me-nots in my mouth, the symbol of us, people in love. So that one half doesn’t betray the other when a temporary parting comes to pass. With the pink carnation, I make you the one and only. Don’t let go of the white rose I’m giving you – tears are not always cold. You respond: I can’t see you close up, but can we look into each other’s eyes while our lips meet? When the kiss is genuine, the face is blurred. The contours become soft with the glazed look.