APRiCot Garden 2025: Research as Regenerative Practice ~ "the ends of origins" by Ashkan Sepahvand

i'm running around my own tail, looping a story that loops through words and around bodies. there was that vision from some years ago, revealed within a collective state of ritually-induced hysteria (officially, it was a grief workshop): of my family's once-glorious orchards, of ecstatic dancing and unexpected dancers, of contradictory spacetimes and worlds long sensed to be ruined, of a memory i can't say i truly know without lying, of history into mystery and...well, maybe you've read my story already, maybe i'm repeating myself, maybe that's the point (i've been saying it all along). we've all heard of the concept "villain origin story," but doesn't an artist have an origin, too? cosmogenesis. every story has to begin from somewhere, and, i suppose, every story has to end. or does it...what if the end is an ends? from earth to hell and back, damned to be earthly, hellish on earth – if that's my (our?) fate, then make it beautiful.

About: Ashkan Sepahvand

About: APRiCot Garden 2025: Research as Regenerative Practice