“there was no displacing death, there was no overcoming without the actual dying. She says to herself if she were able to write she could continue to live.” -Dictée (1982), page 141
The struggle to exist in such a confusing world, the search over and over for whatever one is looking for. Cha wrote words and created images and sequences with this craving evident, with care and a passionate love for creating, communicating and living and feeling intensely.
I mean not to martyr cha or make her death a metaphor because it is not. She did not die willingly. Rather I hope to honour her work and intentions as a Korean American artist 40-50 years later, who sees deep similarities in our condition even in a world that seems worlds away from hers

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