DAIGA GRANTINAMOUTH HARNESSJune 12 – August 31, 2014
My sisters, my mistresses, the spiders stalking the center of the web. I circle them, I weave their tales (or unweave the tales spun about them), I wrap my silken webs around them, I devour them. My black widows, sometimes they leave widowers, they hang themselves by their own threads.*
Mouth Harness – a slowly growing three-dimensional collage metabolizing material, incorporating things and substances. Captivated in spider net and saliva. A rolled-up tailed tongue. Bound up by heat and fastened by gravity. Figuration of string and wire, pearl and grape under the umbrella of medusa.
It’s not a thing in itself but an amalgamation of disparate materials, flowing into each other, rejecting each other, merged forcefully and forming a process-like narration – irrational, sensual. Blurry borders, inseparable. Interference and overlapping result in barbed frictions. Shimmering sticky aggregate of desire. There it is. Hanging. Smoldering full of itself.
Expressing the irreconcilable tension that results from making and intentionally allowing the materials and things that make up that something to change the making in mind. Gaining a momentum that is neither fully intentional nor controllable: …form is just another word for the sedimented content that smolders in all matter.** An object showing off its own fleshy corpo-reality. Hysteria. Female body. Disclosure and voyeurism, desire and longing. Through the mouth harness it speaks its multi-hyphenate disruptive talk. Lost mother tongue. Excessive subjectivity smoldering here in the white cell. Feeling perfectly at home, nowhere.
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* Kate Zambreno (2012): Heroines. Semiotext(e): Los Angeles, p. 76** Chan, Paul (2009): What Art Is and Where it Belongs. In: e-flux Journal #10 / Nov. 2009
Photography: Philipp Rühr
