Acts of grooming and shaving cuticles progressed into visually confronting body mutilation… when milk becomes blood - signs of maternity and menstruation? of violence on women’s bodies? or of child abuse? I don’t know…
Regardless, having forced myself sit through the whole duration, I feel defeated by the psyche of anguish that’s carried out by this piece. One that’s masked by Valie Export’s deadpan gestures, that is, the face of normalcy.
