Sculptures: Metal, thermoplastic, wood, acrylics, wool,
Before the life and death of Miss Krarer, before the likes of her, before any sort of entertainment value, people thought the noises produced by my stomach were voices of the unliving. And so, I allowed them to take up residence in my stomach and although none of us spoke borborygmus at the time, I felt it in my body when my stomach growled that the word was coined onomatopoeically. Borborygmus: a rumbling or gurgling noise made by the movement of fluid and gas in the intestines. Borborygmus. Borborglym. Borglum. Borgus. Glor. Borborygmor us. Borbordfjglym. Borglum. Borgus. See fjapLhlahblhor. Again, we didn't speak borborygmus, but your assumptions of my rumbling noises made me momentarily ask myself whether my stomach was actually an oracle. Siri read out loud to me from Wiki about Pythia the priestess who delivered oracles in a frenzied state induced by vapours rising from a chasm in the rock, at times speaking gibberish and at times intelligibly, giving prophecies in her own voice. I looked up from my phone at my table, bed, closet and saw no chasm nor vapours and although my bowel continued to growl I decided you were wrong about the noises being voices, neither my belly nor I are the conduit of the unliving. Maybe I'm just hungry. Or maybe I just needed to vent. Wiki also told me venter in Latin means stomach and loqui means speak. Ventriloquy. Belly- Talk. Straight from the source. Gut feeling. Gut speaking. I've had just about all I can stomach of your malicious slanders.
1. Autobiography: Head and hand as hooks as mouths as stomachs.
(130 x 192 cm)
2. A comedy about finding your voice, without losing your mind.
(115 x 150 cm)
3. Miss Krarer (one) (110 x 142 cm)
4. Miss Krarer (two) (124 x 138 cm)
Performed at Collective Endings alongside works by Afrang Nordlöf Malekian and Steven Appleby. Curated Pascale de Graaf
Documentation: Yota Kitade