Dafni Catsiapis

Through history’s dark pages, we’ve burned ourselves again. What is the worth of

humanity, when we are communally witnessing an ongoing genocide, its gruesomeness

unveiling itself, right in front of our eyes?

While we oscillate tirelessly, from distractions to destruction, we loose each other,

forgetting life itself, our own power getting sucked out of us.

 

A lone circle next to another. They link, forming a chain, expanding their reach and

accumulating strength.

 

This work was conceived out of the need to connect, share, and exchange our

perspectives on how we are experiencing these challenging and ambiguous times, on a

communal and personal level. An installation, predominantly produced during a series of

one-on-one, chain-making conversation sessions, with a different person every time.

Starting by sitting across each other, shaping various types of wire into loops, connecting

one to the next, forming a chain between us. Bridging our intersectional worries and

struggles, in order to reconnect our broken links, trying to resist this feeling of lonely

unrest and enraged hopelessness, together.

The chains are the residue of those conversations, juxtaposed with an interpretive collage of drawings and writings imbricating, across the past one and a half years.

 

Our complicity and failure won’t go unnoticed .

From the River to the Sea, Palestine will be Free.