ONE MORE SLEEP! OMW! One more night and then I have to put myself into that performance space in the gallery as terrifying as that may be. My forty day fast is almost done and hopefully the sheer bloody-mindness, force of will that it has taken to see it through will see me into the gallery, into my installation and before the audience. I certainly feel purified, cleansed…sparse and emptied, both physically and spiritually, as though elevated and detached from my form (small “f”). The final trial will be faced then…the ritual performance I have created as metaphor, and physical and visual representation of my concept of gender and masculinity as a performance.
Below: This has been my “food” for my 40-day fast – it looks like pond water but doesn’t taste quite as bad.
Below: my installation almost done
Below: some pre-performance press in the local newspaper
