Dont Do To Her What You Did To Me

One sees a closeup shot of a glass being filled with water Bubbles are formed but slowly the water regains its still quality The glass then acts as a deformative device between the viewer and the artist as a hand is writing dont do to her what you did to me on the back of the photographs Everything is still again for a short while until slowly and majestically a flush of black ink flows downwards staining the water The ink preludes the more dramatic fate of the repeated haunting images the deceased woman One hears a metallic sound as the photographs move in a more frenetic spin One is aware of the glass again of the limited space where a struggle takes place between a probable spoon and the photographs which dematerialise under ones eyes The sheer immediacy of the destruction process is intensified as the image dissolves into an organic paste Then a woman the artist drinks the solution the last ironic phase of the talisman SZ