ANONYMEROS

All showing without letting people see and wanting to be looked at, admired, without showing themselves

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Perhaps in this way redefine its own contours, impose its limits, those which deviate the border from the epidermis to the outside world, the very one which would put on its voyeur's cloak. Showing off in the dark to be better seen, scrutinized in the smallest anatomical details while veiling one's face.

Expose your anatomy in its most intimate aspects, in its most erotic aspects. Reveal your sexuality and invite that of the other, the voyeur and his fantasies, everything that the sight of this flesh arouses in the depths of our secret and carnal desires.

Like a de-identity, like a way of existing and differentiating oneself without revealing oneself. Stand out by remaining in the shadows. Letting doubt hover while laying yourself bare, like a sleight of hand, a paradox.

Lamination & Distortion

As we age, the layers become thinner and wither, and the protections diminish. The armor which, in my youth, allowed me to face the world and its otherness, is falling away from me in shreds, whole sections taking with them the “appearances” and the pretenses which protected me from the intrusions of the dictatorship morals and values that I did not share. The fear aroused by the exposure, the transparency, the fluidity of oneself and the possible impregnation by osmosis of potentially pathogenic spirits inspired me to draft a solution. A lamination and recomposition by segmentation so that the abject societal fluids do not penetrate me and, if they do, they are lost in organic confusion. It seems that this willingness to mix and sow trouble is akin to madness.

Segment the passage of time in a different way to deconstruct and recompose it and thus wander in a frozen moment.