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Pascal Hachem and Rana Haddad: gasping

November 11, 2015 - November 22, 2015 6:00 pm

”a bird that has lost its feathers can no longer sail through the skies. And a person who has lost her memories can no longer find her way through the world she once called home. But still, I keep my faith…”
– I am an idiot spammer

A mundane space invaded.
The subject is now isolated, the inside becomes an outside.
The subject draws a new place that can be delimited as its own and serve as a base from which relations to exteriority composed of targets or threats can be managed: “how to delimit one’s own place in a world bewitched by the invisible powers of the other.”  –  Michel De Certeau
Substituted by a practice inseparable from particular moments or opportunities it becomes a trace in place of acts, it is only their remainder; the sign of their erasure through time.