Creating the dreadlock was a long and tedious process of fraying and splitting apart meters of rope. Sourced from the shores of the Jaffa Port, I ripped, pulled, and debraided the rope until the fibres had been completely pulled apart.
I then layered the pieces back together, one over the other, until I had created a life-like lock of what looked like human hair.
At the steps of The Hebrew University's Mount Scopus Campus, I tied bottom of the the lock into my hair, and attached the top of it through a window. Standing in a doorway, the lock began pulling me upwards so that every movement was in tune with the piece. I was limited with how far I could turn my head; when I pulled too far right, it pulled my hair and it stung. So I was forced to look up, and stand on the tips of my feet to be comfortable. This connected me to the building and the place that I was standing. Once I was attached to the lock, I was unable to move, hide, or shift. I was connected to the building through both my hair and my feet.
I had created a circle; my head attached to my hair, my hair attached to the lock, the lock attached to the building, and the building connected to the ground, and me standing on that ground. Connected.
