Weaving throughout my ghost series will be pale hints of anatomical
references – the diagram of a heart; creeping bronchioles like ivy; the glimpse
of a skeletal ribcage.
The rhythmic beating of our heart and the constant intake of breath are
what keep us alive, and we do these actions automatically, without thinking. My
“ghosts” would have lost these vital functions, having passed into flimsy
intangibility.
Their mouths gape for the intake of breath that will not come; their ribs
guard a hollow shell, devoid of a human heart.
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