Ketuta Alexi-Meskhishvili

I Move Forward, I Protozoan, Pure Protein.
April 29th - June 25th 2016 // extended until July 23th 2016
I too, who was slowly reducing myself to whatever in me was irreducible, I too had thousands of blinking cilia, and with my cilia I move forward, I protozoan, pure protein. Hold my hand, I reached the irreducible with inevitability of a death-knell - I sense that all this is ancient and vast. I sense in the hieroglyph of the slow roach the writing of the Far East. And in this desert of great seductions, the creatures: I and the living roach. Life, my love, is a great seduction in which all that exists seduces. That room that was deserted and for that reason primarily alive. I had reached the nothing, and the nothing was living and moist. Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G. H.