May Your Wrist Be Filled with Wind, Once Again

As a child, I wore a rosary bracelet while attending a preparatory seminary program. I believed the marks left on my wrist signaled a passage, suggesting that the body could serve as a conduit for belief.

Decades later, wearing a sports watch, a similar bodily awareness remains. This work considers the wrist as an interface where different belief systems—religious and technological—materialize through pressure.