by Catherine

I want to become you and know what it is that you gave.

At 6:59pm on October 1, seeing no better stage than the light in the centre of the installation, I climb up and deliver the first letter, the first intimate time-sensitive content, the first of what becomes a series of other artists, and then the audience, acting out their anonymous writers, who look and read no differently than each other. Then, any letter is delivered to anyone with a smart device, in the neat symmetrical square of QR code. So afterwards, any voice can deliver any confession, any expression of loss and struggle, any expectation of understanding. I read only loud enough to be heard inside the installation.