The Sleep of Reason
The video shows my face. The camera does not move and there are no cuts.
My eyes gaze into the camera until I faint.
The Sleep of Reason does not document the blows staged in October of 1998.
This was the realization of an image.
As an art historian, I am interested in text production which allows space for bodies. Art history is a discipline which has traditionally bound the writer to disembodied and neutral consideration. It was this framework, with its repressive image of language, which allowed me to understand my body as a borderline between a history of art (my self)...