I'm not there. (for h4rt. September 2017)

-I'm not there is a photographic project created for the hothouse of rough translations on September 2017. The pictures were hung outside the glass walls of the hothouse. Using this glass skin as metaphor of unseen distances- Paris, 19 September 2017 So, once more, still, I’m not there. But this time I’m sending you Alice. Please, will you take care of her?. She’s also, once more, through the glass. On the “other” side. Like me, never where she should or where she is supposed to be. (Maybe that’s not the same thing…with her there’s always a nuance, a subtle distinction…almost..) She’ll show you where I am. What I see…. My favorite places here… Following in her footsteps I’ve find myself in the places I usually am. Only this time I wasn’t there, either. I was there only through Alice. This time She was my Looking Glass. Now, if you want, Your own looking glass. When she’s there, the only thing I see is a blurred reflection of myself. To me, she imposes herself like a whole. Like a hole. It’s her, Alice, “l’image”, qui “regarde”. And I’m not sure what’s she looking at. Maybe Like Srečko, The world she looks around, exists only inside his being. Maybe you could introduce them, wasn’t it him who wrote “my poem is my face”? Are we always going to be, like he said, “the broken arcs of a circle, the cracked form of some statue”, …The almost there? Lots of kisses g. www.hothouseforroughtranslations.org