PERSONAL / REPEAT, MAYBE IT HELPS
REPEAT, MAYBE IT HELPS (2018)
Video and sound installation
(Part of My Mortality Is Killing Me -group exhibition )
I was craving sex. All I could think of was where to find the next fuck. I wondered why is this and have I felt something like this before.
In highschool I spent every busride back home eating Nutella straight from the jar with a cigarette lighter. Anxiety anxiety anxiety. I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to.
If a guy holds a door open for me I might fall in love. And I will fall in love again next week when someone gives me a compliment. I don’t know what are real feelings anymore.
When entering the installation, you can experience how it feels to not to be able to control your thoughts and actions. Watching your life happen.