Anna Finch

I return to stand knee-deep in the Waitematā with the knowledge that the Ocean would embrace me should I fall. A desire to permeate the surface of the Ocean, melding skin to (s)kin. Informed by a movement practice that observes the subtleties in dance to remove the self and become a receptacle for some Other.

Holding the space for the entity to reply; the simplicity of an exchange as a solution to approach the complexities of the Anthropocene. The boundaries experienced as a body immersed in the Ocean are recreated with analogue photography. A roll of film bathes in the water that caught the body as it fell. The Ocean crosses the membrane of emulsion and inscribes into the impression of the human.