Being There, Exhibition in Public Space, Linz 1996 Excerpt from the Catalog
It is necessary to show everything.
To open oneself from a compressed intensity, crumpled, in a deliberate unfolding, leaf by leaf. There is no other way, and there is no avoiding it.
One must breathe again in narrow channels, in the miniaturized, dense life of one’s own disposition. The inner realm, shrunk to the size of a peanut, wants to expand; the corpses in the basement want to feel a fresh breeze that awakens them from their Sleeping Beauty slumber.
If you want to win the war, you cannot march only with your sacred priestly entourage. It also requires thieves and whores, jesters and lovers, powerful muscular warriors, and vulnerable young mothers.
Life wants to embrace you completely, so show yourself entirely to it. Open your shirt, let your pants fall, open your skin. Allow yourself to be killed, to be wounded.
Do not be afraid; that which defines you will always define you and has always defined you. You are eternal as the sun, the wind, or the sea. Dare the leap, surrender yourself completely.
It is necessary to show everything.