Porthole, The

2011, Video, 4:30 (Colour

by Eugénie Cliche

You are behind a porthole #201 / Which offers you a view of choice / The porthole sticks to your skin / It is your ward, it crushes your glance. / You do not know any more who is behind or in front of the porthole. / If you are in a hole, the porthole is a cork. / If you release, the porthole stays this frame which pursues you. / It supervises your vision. / You are becoming a porthole. / Round and transparent, restricted and surrounded. / You do not have an eyelid to shut your eyes. / You are a wide opened window / This porthole which nobody sees / But makes your reality. Welcome to the bikini burger world!

ISBN 978-1-77063-093-2