Photographs, earth, shells, postcards and 20”03’ looped sound work.
“He wasn’t really from anywhere. You might say he was a sailor. He was in a little boat just off Gibraltar when we saw him from the yacht. He was making distress signals. We picked him up. That was how it started. He’d deserted from the Foreign Legion three days before. He’d escaped in a rowing boat. He’d stolen it. He was wanted by the police, for murder.
Am I looking for someone? Yes and no.”
Extract from looped sound work - monologue adapted from the novel The Sailor From Gibraltar by Marguerite Duras.