Iceland, 1990
www.asgerdurbirnabjornsdottir.info
Thesis: How rocks move? They don't move. The rocks don't move.
COMP ASS
I know they're there but I can't put my finger on them. Can't fix my eyes on them. Can't wrap my head around them. These things exist, I'm sure but it seems like they're not for me to witness. How can I get to these intangibles, I'll need to bend my ruler - shake my ass and throw myself into the blur. Fumble around in the fogginess and track some hidden ancestral secrets.
Dig. Shake.
