Everything comes in waves that one can walk around; as they meet in the extremes, they amplify each other. In those rare occasions, you may hear the room scream. Language is fragile, for many have gone unheard. Stories carry themselves, and teary eyes sustain. Feelings must be felt in accordance with their nature. Air is heavy now.
Through the interplay of electronics, visuals, and vocals, Luz Mercedes ("huny") crafts queer, immersive audiovisual environments. Their work explores the reverberations of trauma, balancing rawness with tender vulnerability—turning pain into resonance and silence into sound.
