2004-2008 | drawings, writing, field research
S and I were the last people to leave the restaurant. Truffle oil had been one of the ingredients in my meal, and I felt convinced I was under the influence of its aphrodisiac properties. We were drunk and giddy and had spent the entire meal laughing. S was swarthy and handsome and had eyes that wandered around as he spoke. We kissed against the outside wall of the restaurant, sloppy and giggling. I randomly proposed we cross the street to continue our embraces on the south-west corner. From there our kiss-a-thon migrated to the north-east corner and finally to the north-west. We were both dressed completely in dark grey and so appeared as shadows tracing our kiss geography of the intersection.
Various kissing activity enacted and documented through diaristic drawings and texts. Maps charting remembered kiss geographies and amorous cycling paths have been exhibited as light boxes and on-line as part of a series of entries on the Reading Toronto website.