After composing a poem on the theme of escape on the wall, I undressed and lay with my head under sand for 90 minutes. 
Performed May 31st, 2024 in Chelsea, NYC.

I'm going down. My nose is in the sand
I'm going down, down, baby. My nose is in the sand
A cloud of dust just came over me and I think I'm drowning on dry land.

-OV Wright, Drowing on Dry Land
This performance was made possible by the support and production assistance of Evyn Bileri Banawoye. Images by Bomin Ahn.

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