Allez-vous faire foutre (F**k off) is an installation consisting of a metal rack, whose initial function was to carry/support clothes, and which here carries pieces of pork rind that echo the human envelope that would bear the burden of wounds and bruised flesh. In the end, the rack is an empty, wounded envelope that continues to fulfil its original function. The use of pork rind also has a personal connotation, because I find it extremely repulsive. I don't eat meat, and even less pork rind, so to handle it and touch it like any other object is to impose a physical and odorous constraint on myself, and to 'make myself suffer'. The inspiration for this piece came to me when I read a book called "Dans la tête des tueurs de masse" (In the Minds of Mass Murderers), which brings together the raw, uninterpreted diaries of several mass murderers. After reading one of the texts, that of Dylan Klebold, one of the two perpetrators of the Colombine massacre in the United States, I wanted to materialise this text. This installation was created in the context of a disturbing and painful personal experience.
