The separation from my culture and my family has led me to continuous reflections about who I want to spend my time of life with. Reflections that have evolved into the understanding of the physical absence of my friends and family as their premature death, and in artworks which function as thresholds between the (me) here and (they) there. “Each Time I See Tables” consists of a large painting from which pieces of styrofoam protrude. Embedded in the wall of protruding styrofoam there is an empty sculpture (a plaster mold of my body) which I occupy when I perform with the piece. I enter the mold with the help of an assistant and I perform by remaining inside it, motionless. This work functions as an entrance to a limbo where I meet with the absent.