Salt has a long history of use in purification and protection rituals, its use marks a significant attempt to elevate the site of trauma into a sacred space. Both a healing agent and a corrosive, salt speaks to symbolic theology, mysticism, currency and survival, but ultimately it is a requirement for human survival. It is a trace element, and without it the balance of life is at stake. Projecting a memory back into three dimensional space, by creating a temenos, a spell binding or magic space of land cut off and reserved for kings, a physical manifestation of internal healing, a metaphor to conceptualize therapeutic space, or a site for an encounter with the unconscious. Considering the ways in which material could be used and employed to activate a given space. I am interested in enacting or suggesting the experience of a possible site for recovery, connecting an actual existing site to another distant, logistically fraught site, as a means of drawing a line between the energy contained in each.

Although only waist high, the wooden barter my hands rested on slowly grew upwards that night. Extending its for like an advancing glacier it cut through the ceiling a permanently attached itself to the sky. Just opaque enough to see though, too solid to traverse. Dividing space, its physicality was palpable.