I miss you

You were always around

And I avoided you

Always

And now

I miss you

 

Skin is the limit of my body

Is the border

Is the threshold that brings the feeling

    The in and out space in-between

Is the map of a territory 

    That was untouchable  

 

A cuddle, a caress, a little approach 

Was felt as a threat 

When the skin gets so un/sensitive

That only feels pain

 

I didn’t want to feel

I didn’t want pain

I didn’t want sorrow anymore

But the sense of touch 

Has the two sides of the same coin

When I decided to avoid pain

I was also rejecting pleasure and joy

 

I need to recover the sense of touch

Learn again the language of the skin

Feel relaxed and calmed

And don’t feel threatened 

 

 

 

I will find the way to reterritorialize

My body and skin

I will follow the map 

I will follow the trail of touch.  

Liquid emulsion prints on Japanese paper little books. Unique tactile pieces. On request.

ON sale at Tipi Photobook Shop (Brussels) and MECANIC Photospace (Barcelona) 

https://tipi-bookshop.be

https://www.mecanic.eu