My whole life I was consumed by the idea of the malleable form.
At the end of my childhood this pursuit of perfectibility resulted in less and less form:
I became anorexic.
My body recovered but I was exhausted by the compulsive thoughts, actions and patterns I imposed on myself so I decided to further examine the relationship between the two basic components of my being:
my body and my mind.
I became involved in a life-changing transformation process, driven by self-observation, self-reflection and self-analysis.
Slowly I moved further away from the importance I attached to the physical form and I let go of control.
Eventually this long process resulted in one image.
Layer upon layer my menstrual blood shaped the contours of a womb: the beginning of my life, my femininity, my fertility, my identity.
For years I did not menstruate and only when my menstruation returned did I realize what I had done to myself.
At the same time I regained confidence in my body.
This image embodies my being in another level of awareness where I can clearly see that the indefinable form I constantly seek is only caused by my obsessive thoughts.
I will destructure my self-destructive philosophy by digesting it.
I ate the images I made during this process.
All images, with the exception of the image of the womb, the embodiment of my being.
As a ritual, captured through video recording.