Archive - Hilde Jørgensen
Hilde Jørgensen
Hunter’s Game
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11.12.2009 - 24.01.2010 // Opening Friday: 11.12.2009 // 19.00
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Fighter - Photo c-print 210cmX150cm
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Hunter’s Game
By Hilde Jørgensen
ISBN ISBN 978 91 85747 16 0
Wxcerpt:
A reality show
Starring
Innocence, SleepingGuilty, MyFather,
GoldenStallion, SilentSavior, Lulu,
NightCleaner, Protec, Captain Puma, Stupid,
SweetAnger, PurplePain, BillBitch, SweetAss
Candy, DreamAngel, Glossy, Lost&Found, the
Greek Coke God, GipsyKing, Sailor,
Most people look like a guy from
NordicFuckingReality with bleached hair. I
hate duplicates, even my own, but sit down at
the Bar. Fake tits, fake dicks. The river is
flowing cursed straight through. Classical
fake tan with blusher. I catch a glimpse of
BillBitch on the other side of the room.
BillBitch owes me money and I am losing myself.
Whispering as I pass you; through the corner of
my mouth; slantingly; Cunt. You are the only
one to hear it, and you give me a bambi blue
look that does not impress me.
In a perfect world might the innocent always be
protected and the guilty always punished.
There isn´t a drop of doubt. Innocence has
had eyes on her recently. Was one never to be
safe? Would one never understand the world? Was
there no guiding star, no shelter, was it all a
miracle, was it just to throw oneself from the
highest mountain peak?
You say it is platonic, just an excuse for
presence.
GoldenStallion says you stabbed your cock in
her like a knife.
I will always remember your silky dick, and
tell you how lovely those young, exuberant ones
are.
I know I’m right. You say I’m the best forever.
I carefully pick up your testicles and hold
them in a rounded hand. All through the night.
I have been following you, he says. You stay in hotel rooms. Using false names. Flat and involving stimulants.
All this to be increasingly able to live for
the moment. And not leave it. Because time in
its perpetual extensive boredom reminds you
so strongly of Death. So you no longer trust
Time. And when it finally dawned on you that
Death still exists, you see it everywhere.
Even in the Moment. All the Time. For Death is
uninterruptedly present at every Moment.
TimeOut Innocence, NightCleaner shouts.