also her real name is Destiny Hope Cyrus

Abrhamovic’s work is all about putting herself at risk like this. Another one of her pieces has a random audience member, from the general public, point a loaded, working gun at her.

I mean all art is stupid in a reductive outlook

The Godfather is a bunch of clips a few seconds long each arranged in such a way as to make it look as if the room which was full of technical equipment and people is actually a room with much fewer people in it who, for a couple of minutes at a time, whilst wearing makeup and being surrounded by microphones, lights and mirrors, repeatedly pretended to be mean to each other in silly voices and old clothes and said the same things over and over whilst being photographed at different angles and then stitched together to make it seem like we were invisible observers flying around at impossible angles and listening to a conversation centimeters from the speaker’s face.

horny little me as an undiagnosed bisexual, it made me feel very peculiar as a kid