Carla Novi

b. 1982, Mexico

There's someone walking. Sometimes with a sense of direction, sometimes without it…but always in search of a solitary corner. When this body finds it, a word emerges; at times it takes the form of a scribble, at times it takes the form of a voice, and the word is followed by another, and another, and another…and then the body leaves and starts wandering around once more; sometimes with a sense of direction, sometimes without it…but always in search of a solitary corner.

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www.carlanovi.com


  • The voices that never became voices
  • Interruptions
  • Arrivals
  • White Books
  • Text for the radio
  • IC