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No Man's Land was the name of the gap between East and West Berlin. While the Wall was imposing, No Man's Land was made of absence, and to enter it was to be shot. This piece is composed of 120 hours of writing, each line layered over another. When the ink ran out, the words became mere indents. Absence. Sometimes the non-physical is the most impactful—words never said and thoughts never shared. Despite their lack of physical presence, words can simultaneously have no body, but grow into a looming wall.  

No Man's Land, 2017

Words on paper, acrylic on wood 

12' x 3' x 3.5' installation


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