I want to say it. But what I might do, more often than I expect, is that I'll make it. A feeling that can't be translated, some sentiment or series fo seetings that, when visualized, manifest as lump of turquoise plastic textures, caudiciform, branching off out of view...
And that might be what this is. The movements you'll make one page from another, web-ring styled or more like Twine, holds the same trembling passage of immigration, and also of an online exploration. I've mentioned already being as young as I am and how that is involved in this project; there is something there, unbroken ground, the experience of somebody thrust into what American digital artist Ian Cheng calls "a volatile world, a very transitional world."
This is about immigration, the digital age, and particularly the formation of identity under the onslaught of total liminality, contending loyalties, overexposure, artifice, idelogy, and here there the limning of the world. This is a curatorial work; it is both inclusion and citation whenever I bring up works from elsewhere, whether it's political theory or poetry. This is a work of networks; a gallery-space.
Everything that translates, moves. This work is me trying to say it: Everything.