an archive of me and my father.
Usually archives are made to keep artefacts safe, preserved and many times secret. This archive demands the opposite from you. This archive documents my troubled yet intimate relationship with my father. You are allowed to cross the threshold of privacy to change, steal, destroy, eradicate or erase all the data and informations of this very private archive that keeps on living on its own.
A participatory experience
with Fenia Kotsopoulou
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