The visual stimulus that triggered this research[1] was the suggestive ambiguity of the letter m/h. Less glamorous than roadside motels, these motel-hotels are an affordable invitation to sexual fulfillment. To capture both their material and intangible complexity, the work is structured as a fiction. In doing so, the narrator imagined within these motel-hotels the potential to reveal other component parts of herself—as if these places, in their ambiguity and anonymity, could facilitate this encounter. In a simultaneous process of liberation and frustration, the multiple narrators find agency.
We scheduled our meeting for one o'clock in the afternoon. A few minutes after the agreed time, I got off at the bus terminal to look for the street. Following the signs, I soon spotted the building.
Anxious, I crossed the street. I entered a gated tunnel with a curved, smoked-graphite canopy that led to the reception. At the counter, a young woman with silver hair and a young man in a red polo shirt greeted me with an indifferent look.
