In the cottony silence of feathers, the flesh trembles and reveals itself. The bodies turn crimson at their own nudity as the slow plucking of the living approaches death. The photograph diptychs of Ann Massal plunge the viewer into “ma,” that space which the Japanese believe links all things to give them meaning.
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