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The interconnection between skin and leather lead me to Rebecca Bailey´s image from the Neo-HooDoo exhibition at P.s 1 two years ago. Her image falls like a descending base ball where its base has created a deliberate diagonal curve, a marked and detailed statement where sowing the wounds we create can find a new path towards seem lined self-infliction and objectification of human errors.
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