I like these bed pictures (this and the last one). They owe an enormous debt to the Felix Gonzales-Torres billboards, although the context is (obviously) very different. I was surprised to discover, as I was taking these, how much his original image had stuck in my mind, and also how the symbolic weight of AIDS is different now than I imagine it was for him in 1991. Yet there was still something something desire something absence and loss tumbling around in my head when I took these, foregrounded by the immediacy of Felix’s original image.
I don’t quite know what I’m saying, except you should all love Felix Gonzales-Torres.

I like these bed pictures (this and the last one). They owe an enormous debt to the Felix Gonzales-Torres billboards, although the context is (obviously) very different. I was surprised to discover, as I was taking these, how much his original image had stuck in my mind, and also how the symbolic weight of AIDS is different now than I imagine it was for him in 1991. Yet there was still something something desire something absence and loss tumbling around in my head when I took these, foregrounded by the immediacy of Felix’s original image.

I don’t quite know what I’m saying, except you should all love Felix Gonzales-Torres.

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