The Action Gave Rise to the Static Event
The Action Gave Rise to the Static Event
The Action Gave Rise to the Static Event
The Action Gave Rise to the Static Event



The Action Gave Rise to the Static Event (No.1), 2010
Wooden baseball bat, text, electric ink
Tavi Dresdner Gallery, Tel-Aviv
Curator: Ofra Harnam
The Action Gave Rise to the Static Event (No.1), 2010
Wooden baseball bat, text, electric ink
Tavi Dresdner Gallery, Tel-Aviv
Curator: Ofra Harnam
The Action Gave Rise to the Static Event (No.1), 2010
Wooden baseball bat, text, electric ink
Tavi Dresdner Gallery, Tel-Aviv
Curator: Ofra Harnam
The Action Gave Rise to the Static Event (No.2), 2010
Knife, fallow deer foot, a plastic bag
Tavi Dresdner Gallery, Tel-Aviv
Curator: Ofra Harnam
|+|The Action gave rise to the static event \ Yael Yudkovik

Text engraved on a baseball bat:

My heart is pounding hard, boom boom pow, boom boom pow \ Minds foreign to mine get their heads battered \ Action induces me to rest \ To pound, I just wanted to pound \ A restless chill led me to fuck her up \ The action prevents the thought \ Simple things, natural to life like insertion, bestow a calmness on me \ Hands, hands, to smash with the hands \ Action gave rise to the static event \ The essence of the object, its innermost reality of getting pushed in deep \ A single thought fills my soul: to insert \ Everyone, like me, has shades of murky pink \ Abandon rest \ The urge grabs hold of me again and again like continuous torture \ Remissions cause me grief \ The space between thoughts and actions \ Action is that which brings about a new entity \ I was not the player but rather his movements \ The elegance of the smack \ I use my logic, which guides my fist \ A light blow enlightens my soul \ To spend the days musing over crushing the mass \ Motorial boredom infuriates me \ Targeted movement, concentration and then, boom, a smack \ Force exerted on the body excites my thoughts \ Emotional longing for the task of taking apart \ Emptiness prompted the action \ A blow to the stomach stimulates me \ I do not feel complete without an external object \ Meditative action such as squashing delights my mind \ It is the subconscious that is responsible for the action in my life \ Satisfaction weighs heavily on me.