SEE MY BREATH _ extract (2016)
The twenty-two concrete letters which weigh from six to fifteen kilos are placed in piles on the floor. I move them. I write. By coming and going my breathlessness increases.
JE PLIERAI LES DRAPS SEULE (I will fold the sheets alone) is the sentence I make. Sometimes I think that the only reason to live as a couple is for practical reasons. An action that for me represents this perfectly, is the folding of sheets. Sheets represent inevitably, love as well. The mix of the sensuality of the fabric with the raw aspect of the concrete seemed to me a good way to describe love and its pain.
