A hand with five fingers. Four parallel and one that sticks out perpendicularly. The most dangerous hand of the world. Belongs to the most dangerous animal of the world. Holds stones in the hand. Holds hands in the hand. The hand holds a pencil. Writes: I
What is text? What is the matter of the text? What is the mass of the text when everything around it is pealed away? This I examine in the installation The Text Laboratory, which is part of a larger project entitled THE TEXT IN TRANSFORMATION – to measure the physics of the text.
It occurs that the text takes forms other than paper and visualizes itself in unexpected ways – that I am interested to look into. In The Text Laboratory I want to expose the text to experiments, to show the many possibilities of the text, to dissect the text and move very close to it, to see it in a different light.
The first word was: I. The eye sees. The brain detects. The arm converts. The hand receives. The fingers press. Press the text out: I DRAW A SUN. A YELLOW CIRCLE.