May 2018
Húrra Venue


You where here
Performance

I began by taking a large paint roller and painting the plastic sheet-covered wall in white paint, and then throwing myself at the wall over and over. Using the (fake) blood that was now dripping from my lips down to my chest as ink, I painted the words, “þú varst hér” (“you were here”). I ran into the wall a few more times, the raw sound of my body slamming against the plastic covered wall, and then picked up the microphone, repeating the words that were displayed on the wall.