Tuesday, January 2, 2007

performance


Gee, I don’t feel the slightest motivation to write even a small morsel of a “Best of 2006” list. That’s hard to believe, because I still saw a lot of good exhibitions, but I also spent a lot of time putting them together. This means major burnout, translated into a body (and soul) malfunction.

The time right after the New Year is the respite. Quietude is it’s own performance (the name of this piece, made in 1987).

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