SUNDAY MORNING WOUNDS
February 2007
Copro Nason Gallery
Los Angeles
 
KuKula comes from a small town in Israel. All her neighbors were retirees who had both patience and lots of free time, so as a child KuKula found herself playing with dolls and old people. Her imagination therefore constructed itself of equal parts princess fantasies and World War II horror stories.

One of the most important things KuKula learned was that “childhood is a permanent state of being—people grow older, but they never fully mature.” In other words, everyone still struggles with their earliest memories, and even the memories passed down from others. Another thing she learned is that free time is the devil’s playground, in the sense that one compulsively rehashes past experiences, until they drive one crazy. “It’s like picking at a small wound and ending up leaving a big scar.” This is the meaning behind “Sunday Morning Wounds”—sitting at home on a Sunday morning, eating your heart out.

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