As a physical membrane that sheds and reconstitutes itself continually, flesh is never the same material, but always a contour in process. Flesh exists provisionally as a shifting physical perimeter, a limbic surround of virtual containment, and as the visible trace of the living body. Metaphorically as well as materially, flesh is an envelope: a limit inscribing the juncture between inside and outside, but also the site of their joining.

Collaborators: Alexandra Jacob, Alexandra Marzella, Amanda Whip, Leslie Diuguid, and Sigrid Lauren