Exhibitions

Leave Your Door Open, June 3 – July 1, 2011

Statement

There is a struggle to reach an end point.  What that point is exactly is clouded in uncertainty as it inevitable shifts.

The process becomes a frustrating endeavor.  I want to be absorbed.  I need to be absorbed.  I want to get to the point that my mind can be there and not every where else.

I want to be trapped by it.  For it to be a protective hold. It captivates in a frightening way, negating my control while simultaneously providing comfort. I become inundated. The push, desire, need for pleasure.  This is the thing that I strive for without the direct proof of its sustained existence.

Zoe Clark looks, reads, smokes here.  She is lucky to count her friends as family and her family as friends.

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