Sze Yek

Sze Yek

Arts et design
LCI Melbourne

Nirvana_Haplosense

‘…my world, except it can be your nirvana. It may be hard for you to see it at first for something more merciful than purgatory, yet you will and much more.’

We are birthed only

Introduction to reader

We are birthed only with one sense, each of us. I’d recognized our differences if we moved or at all, if our hair stands erected off our skins, if we tremble in fear or in the cold and, if our heart vibrates heat out of our body or no longer. We focus, feel and feed through our passions and with those that we have connected to, stronger than our parents and, them before theirs. These energies are recognized through the natures and space left behind by those who gave themselves but we are aware of its emptiness in the stillness and holes between each of their particles.

Diary entry I: Leavi

Tactile: Her portrait

Diary entry I: Leaving homeland We would be all asleep, inside the warm bellied cocooned seeds beared above the seas that reflects the mirage of our solar system. Our beds carried by aged trees. My consciousness would have faded and be leaked into the soft glowing bed that carries the gentle pulse that breathes and warms our fruits if it wasn’t invaded by another that invited himself into mine. He was vibrating cold stinging air from one corner before he consumes the whole, broke and he fell back into the seas carrying me. Vapours scatters past the pores of the belly, condensing into thicker liquids. A cold air seeped into the seed, contracting and suffocating the walls of the cocoon. A sharp shaving pain overwhelmed my fingers that clutched onto his skin. It cut me. Hot blood rushed into the membranes of the fruit, and for a moment it stayed afloat. He painted a new portrait of mine and I would like to share the map of our constellation that night in the first page of my new chapter.

We are birthed only
Diary entry I: Leavi