Performance, The window, a temporary art space in Union Arcade, High Street, Birmingham, (2006)
In a strange tribute to place, tenderness and trauma, this performance was a greeting, a goodbye, and a painful domestic care gesture. Wearing an old wedding dress and armed with a lot of HP sauce (made in Aston, Birmingham), I filled this shopping arcade window space with indexical HP sauce kisses.
The HP sauce made my lips so sore and swollen that I eventually lost count and couldn’t continue. Siting a domestic and emotive private exchange in this public space was part of series of works which explore representations of women and motherhood in public space.