I will be living in my small room inside of my even smaller town for an unanticipated extra year. I can't find new things here anymore, so I'm beginning to lose my mind. My daily motions blur together, every experience seeming muted and unconscious as I form suitable responses to questions and complete daily tasks. This work embodies all of the simple and quiet ways that this town has been crawling under my skin. This is my White Line Fever.
— Michelle Norris
“Right after the Fukushima nuclear plant accident, I found a blog about peacocks that were left in the evacuation zone .... I started imagining those peacocks, walking around the empty town with their beautiful wings spread. The image I had in my mind seemed so far away from what was going on in Fukushima. It was as if two different layers of images – the disaster scene and beautiful peacocks – were overlapping with each other without being unified.”
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