Immersive installation that unfolds as a raw, unfiltered exploration of the artistic activity, material excess, and the blurred boundaries between creation and waste.

I AM TRASH brings together a series of works — spray‑painted cardboard paintings, studio remnants, a table with notebooks, folders, materials, magazines, paper cuts and portfolio drafts — forming a landscape that mirrors the chaotic, intimate environment of the artist’s own workspace.

We are invited not only to observe but to enter the installation, moving through a reconstructed studio where the behind‑the‑scenes processes of art‑making are laid bare. We can open the artist’s notebooks, read her handwritten thoughts, browse through dossiers and clippings, and discover the fragments that usually remain hidden from public view. A television plays a video in which the artist is seen creating a work while speaking about her practice and the emotional, intellectual and physical aspects of being an artist.

At the heart of the installation stands MURAL MATTERS, a participatory wall where we are encouraged to write our own confessions, frustrations or reflections of the world.

Pieces of paper are available to write about pollution, what feels wrong in the world, or whatever weighs on us — and then we throw it to the floor. The floor becomes a growing archive of crumpled paper balls, each one a small act of release, echoing the artist’s own process of turning personal turmoil into material form. Scattered throughout the space is a trash bag marked with the artist’s initials sprayed in bright yellow — KK — a gesture that collapses the distance between the artist and the discarded. It suggests that the boundary between the artist and the debris of creation is porous, unstable, and perhaps even illusory.

I AM TRASH challenges the viewer to reconsider what is valuable, what is disposable, and how artistic identity is constructed through both the new and the rejected. It is a space where waste becomes testimony, where process becomes exhibition, and where the act of discarding becomes a form of expression.