When I was nine I found a snake during a journey to the woods with my father. In order to protect me from the snake my father took a big stone and threw it to the animal. I never saw that snake again but I suppose it remained smashed under the stone until worms completely ate its body and made it disappear.
Thirteen years later the image of the snake smashed under material appears in my life two times in a day:
-the first was at Dieter Roth's exhibition, where there was a painting made of glue and some Roth's clothes from those days when he suffered from obesity. Gina, the curator, said it was like the process of snakes when they change their skin. But in Roth's painting the skin was smashed by the wheight of glue.
-the second one is an artwork made by Rosy Keiser called "Eve's first confusion between penises and snakes" in which at the bottom of the canvas a snake'skin is pasted. It seems as it is carrying the wheight of the whole piece. Some organic materials and fabric in brown, grey and white are assembled just over the skin occupying a concrete corner, reminding me of a big heavy stone.
The rest of the piece is empty: only wood and air.