Из-за той же Оливии Лэнг теперь пересматриваю архивы Дэвида Войнаровича и Нэн Голдин. Про первого на русском не так уж много всего, но на сайте Бок-о-Бок неплохая биография.
“Sometimes I come to hate people because they can’t see where I am. I’ve gone empty, completely empty and all they see is the visual form: my arms and legs, my face, my height and posture, the sounds that come from my throat. But I’m fucking empty. The person I was just one year ago no longer exists, drifts spinning slowly into the ether somewhere way back there.”
Untitled (Sometimes I Come to Hate People) by David Wojnarowicz, 1992
