Secret

Description: 
Throughout the duration of the exhibit, I am stretched out on my back, motionless, with a copy of Virginia Woolf’s Death of the Moth opened over my face.
Doohwa Gianton | photographie de la performance "Secret", 2009 | © Doo-Hwa Gianton | photographie : © DR | courtesy de l'artiste
Doohwa Gianton | photographie de la performance "Secret", 2009 | © Doo-Hwa Gianton | photographie : © DR | courtesy de l'artiste
Doohwa Gianton | photographie de la performance "Secret", 2009 | © Doo-Hwa Gianton | photographie : © DR | courtesy de l'artiste
Doohwa Gianton | photographie de la performance "Secret", 2009 | © Doo-Hwa Gianton | photographie : © DR | courtesy de l'artiste
Doohwa Gianton | photographie de la performance "Secret", 2009 | © Doo-Hwa Gianton | photographie : © DR | courtesy de l'artiste
Doohwa Gianton | photographie de la performance "Secret", 2009 | © Doo-Hwa Gianton | photographie : © DR | courtesy de l'artiste
Doohwa Gianton | photographie de la performance "Secret", 2009 | © Doo-Hwa Gianton | photographie : © DR | courtesy de l'artiste
Doohwa Gianton | photographie de la performance "Secret", 2009 | © Doo-Hwa Gianton | photographie : © DR | courtesy de l'artiste
Creator: 
Doohwa Gianton
Performer: 
Doohwa Gianton
Theoretical background: 
Secret
In an abandoned building awaiting demolition, I found a box full of books.
The name on one of them calls out to me: Virginia Woolf…
I’m not familiar with the book, but I know that Virginia Woolf committed suicide with stones in her pocket.
She threw herself into the river.
What courage! I want to talk with her.
About what? It’s a secret!
I dive into her book: The Death of the Moth.
In the bedroom, there is a black, heavy-looking man…
Why is he there? I can’t ask since it’s his secret. But why am I here? That’s a secret too.
I am crushed by the weight of Virginia Woolf…I can’t move between her and my secret…
Doohwa Gianton intervened in the living room of artist Helena Krajewicz’s apartment where Helena had installed one of her pieces: Réagir avant que tout ne s’écroule (‘React Before Everything Collapses’).
The unbalanced boxes above the black man symbolize all the mementos, the memory, and the dreams of a world in collapse.
He tries in vain to prevent the destruction, the collapse, the disappearance of what was.
An impossible task.
A metaphor for our threatened planet? For the human condition?
Occurence: 
Témoignage: 
DooHwa Gianton | Secret, 2009 (version française)
DooHwa Gianton | Secret, 2009 (version coréenne)