Erkenntnis, Undings and the Grape
With the testing movement of lips, these words take on unusual forms, all new–taken from another mouth. The idea of their sounds guides my tongue over unfamiliar space, stumbling against small silences. It begins with weiß. Where light is. White is the release of everything that may be contained. It indicates presence, and the permission to look. Everything that appears is a way to write a when around an encounter.
By Lital Khaikin.