Twala

(the woman who walks and lives alone and stands by the door with her coat on) A succession of women’s faces. Their differences, their affinities. How do you make contact with an other? How can a body bleed into space? How does this space bleed into a body? ‘I was trying to bump into her, but I wanted it to happen by accident. We became synchronised to almost never coincide face-to-face (…) And then I realised that although it seemed like we were always just missing each other we were actually hitting each other from a million different angles and this was how I got a 3-dimensional and 4-dimensional image of my head…’