I met an artist on the artfair, she asked me my name. HF, is that a name? She also didn’t like fat paintings. She wasn’t a bad person. Another one told me that she thought that her work was far more real. I wrote it all done on ugly pieces of paper, they didn’t know that what they said became art. At the end of the fair I participated in an artist talk. Almost all the visitors left already. I liked that. And on the question ‘why HF’ I could tell everyone haha. That it has always been my artist name, and that it fits perfectly with my non-binair identity. At Koningsdag I bought a boxershort from Ralph Lauren for two euros. Ha.
We are spending some time in a village in France. I like to make performance videos. I call them either ‘My life as an amateur’ or ‘An idea for a better world’. This morning I went for a slow run with the Dog. A neighbour came running out of his house in a red t-shirt and his underpants. He said good morning. I took some of the wild thyme growing as weeds.
I want to read and finish BUTTER fast, it is written by Asako Yuzuki. It contains subjects completely out of my comfort zone, like food, gaining weight, sex, the role of the woman in the household, and all these combined. What I like is all these subjects situated in Japanese society. The next book I want to read is about a non-binary person. It’s lying in a secret compartment of our car. I need to go there through the rain. But that’s ok, I need to fetch the giant jigsaw puzzle of a painting by Breughel as well, because of the rain. This morning I decided to make a little book of abstract drawings and to read ‘In their shoes’ by Jamie Windust, to have a show of navigating non-binary life. Clothes are important.
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