David Wojnarowicz: Photography & Film 1978–1992
“If light does come from within does that make us walking movie projectors? Are we casting form onto a dark screen?”
— David Wojnarowicz, Close to the Knives: A Memoir of Disintegration, 1991
mechanical heartbeat is heard in the gallery space, the methodical click-pause-click of a timed slide projector. A Super 8 video projection casts a slice of electric-blue light that spills from wall to floor. The monotone voice of the artist, David Wojnarowicz, is punctuating a film soundtrack of clumsy keyboard chords and canned, synthetic drumbeats.
