Sanne Kabalt

Between the real and the imaginary, between here and there, between self and other, it is often assumed that distinctions exist. Edges, lines, boundaries. With this work I attempt to blur these distinctions and merge with the surroundings. The tools I use are another space, the color turquoise, a gentle, flickering light, a poem and a popsong. There is no such thing as an ending – where I end and the chair begins, where I end and the air begins.