July 12th, 2009. Guy-Specific Project, Guy Hilton Gallery, Spitalfield, London
One Sunday afternoon, taking Guy by surprise (yes, he allowed me to set up my work without knowing what I was about to perform).
A sound installation in the corridor, a performative installation downstairs.
I previously recorded myself singing the history of my encounters with Guy over Barry White’s music. I recalled how, since the very first day, when I agreed to make a project for his space, he tried different unwanted sexual approaches towards me. In the song I detailed how upset and uncomfortable I felt all the times and that, tired of his attempts, I was ready let him get what he wanted. At the end of the song I was asking him to join me downstairs, in his bed, where I was lying half naked and totally still. When the sound was reaching a silent point, people where allowed downstairs. I waited for him to come on top of my blanket made of barb wire for five hours, but he did not join me in the end.
Eiry Bartlett, Valerio Berdini, Miranda Cleary