This Soil is People

Installation · 2025

In the void between the suspended bones and the heavy earth below, absence intensifies. The bones bear witness to a distorted memory and headlines lingering on the edge of erasure. But what of the earth that waits? Is the soil a grave for obliteration or a womb for regeneration?

The archive is not a static repository but an ongoing act of struggle. What is forgotten within it is not absolute absence but unwritten margins, words that faltered on their path to preservation and now reside in silence. What determines survival? Who decides what is recorded and what is forgotten?

Here, absence is not emptiness but weight—a weight of what we do not know and what we will never know. Could the gaps in memory be more truthful than the stories we complete? Does the soil hold secrets that escape the grasp of documentation?

The soil is not an end but a possibility—a silence that carries the seeds of return, an absence that defies domination. The bones do not resist falling so much as they resist forgetting.

This work does not offer answers to the questions of the archive but seeks to summon the most painful ones: When the archive decays, what remains? What remains of us when our death is reduced to a document? And in the void left behind, can we plant the beginning of something new?