Installation view of 《you And i And you And i》 (KICHE, 2019) © GuNa

Follow on you put in front my voice and I put in front your voice. In a delay without time to fight, you disappear one day in the light. Your voice was my only reason. Unavoidably the natural repetition stops. ‘Let's start gesturing.’ Ankle bones are in the ivory valley. Sentimental login, now, with tension.

Thought that you have disappeared but you are standing round with an apricot light face that appears to be dark but fresh. I stand with wet hair like a waterfall flowing down. 'Finally, you and I are formed each other gap.' The between was blurry but tense, and it pleased each other.

Teatime, we look down at oneself rather than face each other. You have shoulders on your neck, curved bones facing out, awkward arms... If so, rustling white hills, brittle earthquakes, emerald beige water light… It's me. Easily error, you and I becoming another landscape's ours.

'Lallaa' Two voices harmonize rhythm. 'TukTuk' create strength with two gestures. Hear things of white with a singular voice and connect weakness with a singular gesture. Twins of singular, landscapes of singular, then again, sentimental login.

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