Listen to My Mom
After moving from Japan to the United States, I panicked and needed to conjure some of the intimacy of my home in Japan. I wanted to transfer my home, parents, country, and everything from Japan to where I was in the United States. One thing most representative all of my home and family in Japan that could be sent to the United States was dust. I asked my mother to send me dust from Japan. Dust is toxic for humans with allergies, yet for me this dust contained authentic physical intimacy from my home.
The sounds were irregular with rhythmic qualities. I also made a dust jacket for the record. The dust jacket was not intended to protect the record from dust but rather a protection for my precious dust from back home. Maps and my family tree accompanied by stories from my mother, notes on the dust composition, and microscopic images were also assembled for the overall piece.
-Exhibition venue: Pyrgos (GE)