Left, photograph by Matt Mullican, from the series Bringing the Light into a Windowless Room and Burning a Leaf, 1972, Performance views, CalArts, Valencia, CA., 26,5 x 36,5 cm. Via. More. Right, photograph by Rory Mulligan, from the series Sam I Am. Via.
On Thursday at 7 pm, Matt Mullican will be performing ten works from the 1970s and 1980s at PRAXES in Berlin. I will be there.
See also, Zoe Leonard, from the series Sun Photographs, 2013.
My own mind is a tenement. Some elevators work. There are orange peels and muggings in the halls. Squatters and double locks on some floors, a few flowered window boxes, half-dressed bachelors cooling on the outside fire steps; plaster falls. Sometimes it seems that this may be a nervous breakdown - sleeping all day, tears, insomnia at midnight, and again at four a.m. Then it occurs to me that a lot of people have it. Or, of course, worse. There was the time I had blue triangles on the edges of my feet. Triangles, darker every day, isosceles. I thought, leukemia. I waited a few days and watched it. It turned out that whenever I walked barefoot, put out the garbage on the landing, I held the apartment door open, bending over from the rear. The door would cross a bit over the tops of my feet That was all - triangle bruises. I took a little celebratory nap.
Renata Adler, from Speedboat, 1976. Via.