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You want to go home, back to the womb. You watch the world bang door after door in your face, numbly, bitterly. You have forgotten the secret you knew, once, ah, once, of being joyous, of laughing, of opening doors.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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“BREATHING IN/BREATHING OUT” MARINA ABRAMOVIĆ & ULAY // 1977
“Breathing In, Breathing Out is a performance piece by Marina Abramović and Ulay. It was performed twice, in Belgrade (1977) and Amsterdam (1978). For this performance the two artists blocked their nostrils with cigarette filters and pressed their mouths together, so that one couldn’t inhale anything else but the exhalation of the other. As the carbon dioxide filled their lungs, they began to sweat, move vehemently and wear themselves out; the viewers could sense their agony through the projected sound of breathing, which was augmented via microphones attached to their chests. It took them 19 minutes in the first performance and 15 in the second to consume all the oxygen in that one breath and reach the verge of passing out.
During the 19 minutes of the Performance at the Studenski Kulturni Centar in Belgrade, one hears the noise of their breathing in and out. Ulay commented on the Performance: ‘I breathe in oxygen and breathe out carbon dioxide.’ Abramović: ‘I breathe in carbon dioxide and breathe out carbon dioxide,’ and Ulay repeated Marina’s sentence. The second part of the Performance took place in November of the same year at the Stedelijk Museum in Amsterdam. Here, breath as the giver of life becomes a symbol of keeping one another alive, of interdependence and of the interchange between male and female principle.”
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Harolyn, Fort Greene, Brooklyn, NY, 2002 © Kate Sterlin, from Still Life
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i want this cold layer around me i want it to be honest and sure. and inside i just want it to be quiet like all the winter nights of the past combined
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