The act of loudness 2021

The act of digging

Media performance, video 00:01:47, 2 (Stereo)

Weimar, Germany

"Art is my partner in crime. We think of a crime, we dig it and make the bigger one - visible, coherent, exposed, evident, apprehensible. I dig day-to-day so life is a bit more worthwhile. I am a farmer. I work under the umbrella of everyday life. I have my fields and holes. I take care of them. I dig it out and plant it again. I call it memory horticulture. I am a woman. I dig often on my own, my own. When I am ashamed, I cover my legs with a skirt and my face with a scarf. Tracking, rubbing, threatening, flashing, fondling. I dig my own voice in order to be heard."

I dig, dig, dig

I plant,

I am a juicy fig.

Take me, try me

do not jig

I smell like a bloody rose.

Look at me

I dig, dig, dig

and It grows.

Should I be loud?

I dig, dig

for the crowd.

I dig here

I dig now

you are the one

that is endowed.

I will scream

for the supreme

am I allowed?

is this bitterness

in my mouth?

it pulses and shelters

what about?

I dig, dig

and it sprouts.