* ROT
    * PARADISE POSSIBLE
    * COMING BACK SEE YOU NOW 
    * I LICK IT OFF THE TILES


    LONELINESS CRACKS
    COW TOOTH
    * EGG


    DOG DAYS

LONELINESS CRACKS

WINTER 2020 — 2021 
Within the framework of this inflexible situation — after months in and out of involuntary isolation — I began to question my own identity and its fluid behavioral patterns. I had come to crave what was now forbidden — intimacy — and the need distracted and tore at me like a hunger. Like any desperate human, I began a feverish search for what I was looking for. I made it my very own little investigation; to search as deep as I could into the abysses of my own loneliness with the hope that I; sooner or later, inside of it; would be able to hold The Answer in my hands.

During the weeks of research that followed, I surrounded myself with everything that loneliness had to offer; literature, scientific research, forums, art history, stories, confessions, sounds and unsounds; but primarily in the literary and cinematic fictional world; among the fictitious lonely; I found the true cure and enlightenment — my answer, my intimacy. In front of me stood no one but myself, in the shape of many varied, wide-open figures.
    This work takes off from a doubt, that will then be transformed and born again as a love letter; a bittersweet lie in the shape of replica.

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II.

"A sketch"
(covid isolation exposition view)

January 2021
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III.

research/process images
Transformations
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