The last day in my studio, which I used for 9 ½ months. I deliberately left the room empty, but it wasn’t really empty. Old smells occupied the room, walls and carpeting were covered with traces, stains and indentations and a small ‘BWE‘ box used for visitor control was standing on the floor. The device was robbed of its right to exist, a relic which denied me details of its use and application and which nevertheless inspired me to take a final action in this room, which -with its precious emptiness- demanded appreciation, but mutated into a disdained whitespace.
Video with performative elements, 16×9, 3:09 min, with sound
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