... meanwhile across town, Vincent was handing out leaflets infront of the bakery where Jerry worked...
These were written in haste, a testament
to nothing which Vincent believed worthy
of stacks and stacks and hours at the xerox
electric-mint coloured light shooting through
his retinas. “I’ve got so much to say!”
“I can’t say it anywhere else but here”
“Yes, I know, but what are you saying here
“I don’t make statements, It’s my testament
to existence, what else is there to say
Aside from I’m here and I am worthy
of your consideration, it is through
material I become. The xerox
is my voice and through it, Through the xerox
I extend new clunky genitals, Here
I am Mighty Hermaphrodite Through
cumming and birthing I spew testament
after testament, each one as worthy
As I, father, mother, am. What I say
no what I am, It’s too easy to say
but if I am, at you. If I xerox
my heart onto yours because you’re worthy
to have me there, your heart right here.
And there begat the fall, the testament
of a finger on a woman’s breast. Through
sudden sentiments come statements and through
an angry grip sounds form language. To say
“snap”, “crunch” means something as the testament
of broken fingers. Cascades of xeroxed
paper squealed around FatherMother here
reduced and puffy under the worthless
sun. “What did he even mean by worthy?”
“What did he mean by anything? He’s through
anyway.” And in the bakery, there
cracked and ripped, crying into cakes, He said
nothing, clutching remaining xeroxes
the corpse of his hyperreal testament.
Here under his thumb his face is xeroxed
with a caption that says some testament
to worthiness that he didn’t read through.
This proved to be next to impossible however. to create the amount of text files necessary to make this would overload my computer. I would have to make something like this on flash.
2nd Idea
combination of Prying and Open Book
To have water semi force fed to my mouth which will be the only thing in the frame. This would be intercut with footage from The Exorcists "Let Christ fuck you scene" and hardcore pornography. I would make my performance ambiguous to whether I am resisting or not. I would also work in music However when shooting this, my performance was problematic as it turned into me being actually drowned and I could only shoot a minute of footage at a time. I will redo this but the resulting footage lacked the ambiguous nature that I wanted. Especially after I shot footage of me just lounging around on the bed in my underwear attempting to imitate internet porn tease preludes. It felt kind of misogynist so I abandoned the idea for the time being.
3rd Idea
Open Book
Following the element of Vito Acconci's Open Book that I thought was the most interesting. The reduction of the mouth into an abstract organ, semi sexual, semi horrible. I played up the sexy element by making my mouth as seductive as possible. Slowly opening and then drawing the lens of the camera deep into my mouth. I did not say anything as to avoid any interpretation aside from the physical thing that was happening. You can hear me gag a bit at the end which is simultaneously sexual and ingestive.
