this is a very brief and maybe non-sensical account of a part of my day

This evening we had our second 'Kitchen Lecture'

The artist made a performance based on the sales particulars for the flat. There was an audience of eight people who she met outside as if to take them for a guided viewing. When she let herself into the flat she recited the written estate agency details whilst simultaneously behaving as if she owned the flat and was returning home after a very normal day at work, oblivious to the company. The performance was recorded by a fixed camera in every room and shall become a film. When it is finished I shall direct you to its place. In the meantime, this is me being invisible.