Tracing people through the homes they inhabit and the subtleties of our inhabitation.
What we remember is how spaces felt.
Very early on I realized the most amazing thing: every single person sitting in that chair across from me left a specific kind of energy behind. The person left; the energy stayed. Later on, several scientists in America and Russia became interested in The Artist Is Present. They wanted to test the patterns in brain waves triggered by this mutual gaze, this nonverbal communication between two strangers. And what they are finding is that in this situation, brain waves sync up and make identical patterns.
Every room is painted a different color. As if there were one room for every separate mood: lacquer red for vehemence, pale turquoise for reveries, peach color for gentleness, green for repose, grey for work at the typewriter.
“All I ever did to that apartment was hang fifty yards of yellow theatrical silk across the bedroom windows, because I had some idea that the gold light would make me feel better…”
The residual shape is even more interesting than the shape itself. It shows where it's borders are, and shows what's beyond. In stead of focussing on the prime subject, it focusses on the subject in relation to it's surroundings.
"Moving out Leaving an apartment. Vacating the scene. Decamping. Clearing up. Clearing out. Making an inventory tidying up sorting out going through Eliminating throwing away palming off on Breaking Burning Taking down unfastening unnailing unsticking unscrewing unhooking Unplugging detaching cutting pulling dismantling folding up cutting off Rolling up Wrapping up packing away strapping up tying piling up assembling heaping up fastening wrapping protecting covering surrounding locking Removing carrying lifting Sweeping Closing Leaving "
