Two objects are placed on the floor, 21 centimetres away from the wall and with a distance of 34 millimetres from each other.
The objects face across the room to the room opposite, where in direct symmetry to them two further objects are placed
on the floor, 21 centimetres away from the wall and with a distance of 34 millimetres from each other. The first two objects
are casts, the second two are carvings.
The title of the work is Towards me.
In the room where the carvings are, there is a Sony cube TV placed on top of its case and facing towards the wall.
The TV is connected to a DVD player playing in a loop a 10 minute
58 second digital video. The sound of the video
contains a woman’s voice reciting as follows:
I am sitting on a stool, a wooden stool with three legs. I hold on my hands
a small, black cardboard box—the size of half a loaf of bread. I constructed
this box out of a shoebox two days ago. It has a small round hole at the front,
the top flips open and there is a rectangular opening at the back.
The box now rests on my lap. I have taped a digital camera inside it.
The stool I am sitting on is low and I have to balance my feet on the
tip of my toes in order to get the frame I want. I hope that the camera is not shaky.
The visitors don’t seem to notice anything awkward.
I keep still in this position for eleven minutes.
I look straight in front of me. The security guard is in the room for this particular object.
To ensure that no one goes beyond the point at the floor marked “Please do not touch”
and that no one touches the object in question. He stands next to it the whole time,
5 hours and 45 minutes each day. Sometimes he shifts his weight from one foot
to the other. I didn’t have the option to tell him that I pointed the camera at him.
The title of the work is Bidibidobidiboo or The space between us.