Sand Body started with questions regarding the body in relation to objecthood: How does an object perform its object status? Does the body that prefers stillness indulge a different way of seeing, one that traces and troubles the boundaries between objects and living beings? Does slowness, the quality of proceeding at a reduced pace, have an ancestral wisdom, or futuristic optimism to offer us now? What kind of beautiful vibrancy can the body that is slow illuminate?

In Sand Body, a disembodied voice gives directions. Who is being directed? Who is directing? What sort of implied agency does this voice carry with it and perhaps offer to those hearing it.