I come in late, they can’t find my ticket, I can’t find my friend.
I buy a another one..
Someone engages with Abramovic, its not interesting but no one can step back.
She’s a trained performer he becomes her object. The recorded voice saves both of them.
I try to follow the voice with her, she calls them erotic exercises, to me they sound like meditations. I want to lie next to her.
The guy engages with her again...
She’s old and I don’t like seeing her in pain, and then I realize, the body is an object.
I see it. Follow orders, stop your own existence; the body is your object.
My notion changes, it does become an erotic experience,
and then I think that she’s playing with my mind.
I want to experience the performance with her.
I realize how I don’t exist and with that realization she becomes a piece, like a painting, an object, she stops existing too.
She says it’s an answer to preserving performance, and I wonder, whose performance.
Her answer is redoing pieces that have been done.
Bruce Nauman, 1974, body pressure. And there are so many cameras.
So now its preserved, its archival, like good art should be, and who’s is it anymore, Nauman’s, Abramovic or Guggenheim’s.
Sterilized, framed, clean, sold.
Its weird how the word erotic changes its time it’s repeated.
This time I cant help noticing her exhaustion.
The engager is starting to bother me. I feel he’s an obstacle.
Why do I become protective?
I wonder what comes out of it for her.
cause the body is not an object, and i see her exhaustion, and someone has already taken the responsibility for those questions. years ago...
I want her to be naked, not for voyeuristic purposes, not because I think it will add to the piece either. The opposite…
In her talks her presence is so loud. Enormous and strong. She’s a beautiful woman, one you can’t help from noticing when she enters the room, and now that glow is elsewhere. Erotic becomes funny now, sarcastic.
I feel she will cry, I want to kiss her, I hear her breath, and I know it’s painful.
I watch the paintings, a staged performance of their own, and they feel more alive.