Let ourselves remain in the cracks of sleep, where dream and rest are practices of a post-future world without ground. In this scenario, hammocks and pillows are the foundation of politics and culture. These entities are the soul of a virtual network based only on imagination and speculation. In this suspended world, the inhabitants find themselves weaving their own reality and being prey to it. The story of the World with No Ground is nourished by lazy superheroines and parables on precious objects and plants that once belonged to the ordinary urban landscape. What would happen if small bodies made an uprising en masse? Which networks hold us from collapsing? And which collapses build our reality?

 In My Mother’s Mother Tongue,I delve into the intersection of immigration, cultural evolution, and natural history. I examine how my culture is transferred, perpetuated, and transformed as it travels through diverse geographies and landscapes. I Examine what endures and what is lost during these transitions.

Through a botanical lens of the Tradescantia Zabrina plant, AKA "The Wandering Jew”, I deconstruct my ancestral heritage as a Jewish woman navigating the diaspora experience. I investigate the movement and migration of the Tradescantia Zabrina plant, which journeyed from Central America to establish itself across Europe, the USA, and Africa in some cases as an invasive species, drawing intriguing parallels with the Jewish diaspora movement.

 How do we understand the silence and create rhythms within it?
Tidal Swamp is an installation that interprets the different temporalities of film and objects as Flow and Ebb tides, creating a space of Waves(Sound). It draws on research into Korea’s tidal flat, the history surrounding the sea, and images of water-women-silence, to transform the exhibition space into an active listening space that oscillate with the audience.