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My Driveway

My work has culminated in this most recent work inspired by Kafka’s Metamorphosis

Struggling with the tidal wave of hatred around me, my fingers itched to paint something on my driveway. As with my car, I needed a way to express what I was feeling — to create something relevant and meaningful. For nearly twenty years, most of my work, mostly performance, has been connected to being a Jew. For a long time now, I’ve come to feel that I’m not just Jane, but Jane the Jew.

 

After glancing through Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka, an idea came to me. I decided to paint three large beetles crawling up my driveway. The first is bright and colourful — how I once felt. The next two are black and monstrous. That’s how I feel I’m seen now — ugly, huge and menacing. I asked some wwoofer guests to help me paint them.

 

In Metamorphosis, the opening line goes like this: One day I woke up to find i had become a gigantic horrible black insect.  That’s the sentence I wrote along my driveway, weaving the words between the beetles. The lettering is messy because I hadn’t planned it carefully, but that’s ok.

Charlie and Valden, who painted the Beatles

Charlie and Valden, who painted the Beatles

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