I take my clothes off and on. My body is nude, but my trunk is not visible. It’s in between, in the empty space between the two monitors. On the upper monitor only my head and the shoulders are visible, on the lower monitor only my legs are visible, from the knees down. The space between is open to the imagination. My gaze interrogates the gaze of the viewer opposite.
It’s a game played with the viewer, it’s about display and observation, about the exhibitionist and the voyeuristic aspects of the relationship between artist and recipient.