Staub zu Staub (dust to dust)

I'm no more your mother Than the cloud that distills a mirror to reflect its own slow Effacement at the wind's hand. Sylvia Plath DUST to DUST is a visual reflection on the yearning for the liberation of all images. A woman caught between animus and anima struggles for her Self, which seems in the process of dissolution. The horror of the Self to be without any self-image is at the same time the almost mystical desire for a kind of self-perception before of self-conscience. DUST to DUST traces the stages of a self-dissolution or a metamorphosis, the falling apart and rejection of all images.