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Planned Obsolescence

Installation broken commodities, leg prints, tree parts, latex casts, cotton sheet with  poem

The Phoniex   -”No wall space”
“When the subject and the object amalgamate,
The lucidity of the emulsion threatens translucence,
The translucence coagulates aloof in its solitude.
Translucence’s solitude fortifies the transcendence that indoctrinates my physicality.
I became a nuisance to you,
A nonsensical mass,
No longer serving  purpose.
Regimented obsolescence readily takes me away,
Immersed in a land saturated in my materiality”
Yearning to be valued,
Yearnings to be touched.
Yearning for my objectivity to become your subject again