Avital Day
A series of moving posters created following self-research.


It turns out I was never only a single one.
Inside me, different currents shift and replace one another. At every moment, I might change. I can smell the air shifting; I breathe in the change from outside. It enters through my nostrils and flows through my blood, reaching places in the body where the soul resides. Most often, it is the forehead, above the eyes, a sensation stretching toward the nape of the neck, which begins to shiver. This is the only sign that I am changing.
We are similar – me and me and me and me.
On the surface, we are one.
(Only after we fell apart did I meet all of myself.)























