selected artefacts from the performance piece 'this is a public work'
there is a creeping sense of familiarity as you click the url and you are faced with the torso of someone you used to know doing something you always knew they would do 
encircling you is a sense of dread only heightened when you realise what they are writing about and it touches you in a place you wished you knew how to nurture before suffocating your desire to reciprocate like a scratch filled with poison in a place you don't want it

Honor Ash 2020