I documented myself hugging a cube of ice until it melted completely. The cube was 381mm in each dimension, and those dimensions represented the same volume as my body if I were water and could fit in the cube perfectly. This project required the discipline to consider the relationship between my body and a cube, square, box, or corner. I could never fit in a cube, and this mirrored the struggle during my corner projects. I tried to touch my body to the ice cube, but it conformed to the shape of my body. I realized that a cube was a fragile shape since it changed immediately when I touched it. I never actually touched the cube shape itself.
The process happened outside, and it continued for almost three days. The weather varied from sunny to cloudy, thunderstorms, and wind. At first, my body could not stay pressed against the ice for longer than 10 seconds at a time, and my skin grew purple due to coldness. But, over time, my skin became accustomed to staying on ice, and I couldn’t feel anything anymore.
-Exhibition venues: Center on Contemporary Art (USA), Rhode Island Convention Center (USA)