Passing Through

I dreamt that I was dying/disappearing and was frightened by the loss of conscious thought and the thought that I would no longer be. This dream, with its emphasis on the passage of time, is the inspiration for Passing Through. I cannot explain the precise reason why I visit these homes for sale that are old and neglected and waiting for new owners. I do know that I am drawn to them. Wandering from room to room recording myself, I feel like a voyeur, a thief, a performer, a witness — very much alive. The images are a record that I exist where others existed, and where others will continue to exist.