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I made the plaster pillow by literally filling a pillow case with casting plaster, then resting my head on it which it hardened. (I also tried mixing some of my hair into the plaster, but I need to work on the technique here – my friend Jennie who was helping me just ending up with plastery-hairy hands). It seemed to have the potential to be such a personal and potentially private experience, that something was maybe missing by doing this act in the studio space. So I’m intending to make another one, but doing it at home, by myself, in my bed. The plaster would then take up the shape of the mattress, as well as my head – it also seems to make sense to do this whilst wearing one of the négligé-dresses. It would effectively be a private performance, but I don’t think I want to record it – that would make it a performance for the camera, rather than for how wearing that clothing, in that environment would affect the end result.
I haven’t had time to read much recently, as I’m been making a concerted effort to think-make rather than read-think which is what I can so easily get caught up in. We did just have a short break in the Lake District, during which I got to finish W. G. Sebald’s Austerlitz. It’s written without any paragraphs or speech-marks to indicate which character is speaking, the result being that you sort of flow along this continuous narrative, one section blending seamlessly into the next… I’d like this installation I’m working on to flow like that.
