Kirin Kane

When I was five, my dog died. She was tiny and fluffy and less than a year old.

I had some questions that were answered:

  how did she die? (cancer)

  what is cancer? (sickness, bad sickness)

  will she come back? (no)

I had a lot of questions that weren’t answered:

  what will happen to her?  

  why did she get cancer? will I get cancer?

  what will happen to me?

I find that the greatest challenges to deriving meaning from this life are united by the unknown which characterizes the questions that I had when I was five. I make work which explores this unknown because, very often, there is no dialogue because there are no straightforward answers.

LAUNCH Invitational

2019 - 2020,
Artist Resident