one summer, miranda clark and marcy chevali found themselves and each other inside a wobbly castle surrounded by empty shells and a disconnected telephone.  since then, miranda has been creating stories as she wanders in making and looking, wondering about her personal narrative and how much of it is showing.  meanwhile, marcy has been building and performing autobiographical representations as obsessive gestures of hope.

together, they are the collective, afternoon girls. 

marcy   .

miranda .

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