The hold is always approximate…I mould the dummy hands into the hold in an arrangement that seems to match the hold in the image. The process of moulding does give me a haptic, kinaesthetic feel for the hold, this is not simply visual. I also think of the subject, of where they were situated, my relationship to them. There is a virtual intimacy in the process of composing, stitching and holding these hands. I think of Karen Barad’s ‘infinity of others’ in this procession of touch, what is being stitched in? in a process that has become virtual. Without the immediate feedback and mutuality of the subject a ghostly space emerges- a place where the other is imagined, summoned maybe?
Or, the others are ‘always already’ there…