My repeated spinal surgeries culminated in the removal of two disks, the insertion of plastic cages, bone hormones, three metal rods and six screws to fuse the spinal structure. A foreign body is lodged inside me, occupying my body, taking a position of permanence. I no longer have a natural body. This has meant that I have questioned how this different body—my body, is located. It has not solely been about a breakdown in mechanical functioning but instead it has fostered a disordered way of being in the world which I am investigating through my art projects.

Fusion