2021b

A Call To A Reader

 

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I created a room with the intention of reckoning with the Hebrew language. Publicly, there is no other point. At its center, I placed the object in which, over four years, I distilled my relationship with Hebrew. The possibilities of invention and expression within it. A long vise of love and anger. A poem, a debut book.

This is how I quietly invited the reader to come and place their body on one of three benches I built, so they could unite with it, not necessarily alone. At the entrance to the room, I hung two wide cotton wings. Shrouds, hanging, balanced. And the reader came and passed through them.

The room was open for six days, almost a shiva, days of mourning and joy. I could watch those who responded to the invitation. After all, I left myself a peephole. Thus the appearance was reversed.

materials plywood, pure linen, paper pile, book philosopher Menahem Goldenberg appeared at The School of Visual Theater, FINALE 

Thank you Esther Peled, Menahem Goldenberg, Maya Avin, Dror Hibsh