I returned to the familiar and discovered great alienation.
I wanted to appropriate what is mine and mocked my own self.
I wondered about the known to me and did not reach the
sight as to where it disappeared.
I went to the studio again and again and again.
I filmed and deleted the background as if nothing had existed.
There was a green screen and now it's all out of nothing.
I created a transparent void behind me –
with my body I created an “out of nothing” that discovered
it is out of something.
Creating itself from memory over and over and over.
I wished to compose a prayer, but eventually only invited
all to join in.
With the consent of the Almighty, and consent of this
congregation, in a convocation of the heavenly court,
and a convocation of the lower court, we hereby grant
permission to pray with transgressors.
(From the Yom Kippur prayer)
Thursday, 22.7, 19:00 \ Sunday, 25.7, 19:00 \ Monday, 26.7, 16:30 \ Tuesday, 27.7, 19:00