A solo exhibition of six site specific performances developed for and executed at the Exgirlfriend Gallery. All of the performances were done in absolute privacy, with the gallery windows covered and the door locked. The only documentation was my memory of the events. Written descriptions were presented on A0 posters above an X marking the exact spot where each action took place. An invitation card explaining the show was available on a plinth at the entrance, it read:

It Happened Here takes the fears and anxieties of a troubled world and localizes them at specific spots in the gallery. Aleks Slota embodies the contemporary existential dread and manifests it through solo performances done only for the space in which they happen.

The specific time of the action is gone, but the place remains. The ghost of the performance is only imagined through the written description. Through the disappearance the act becomes itself. I was here. I did it. It’s over. And yet, the document lives on into the future, and the performance lives through it.  

Text for one of the performances:

Sitting in this corner, with the lights turned off, I ate a variety of sweets. They included chocolate covered Belgian waffles, chocolate pudding, Tiramisu, cacao snack cakes, and a quarter of a Stracciatella cherry cake. I ate until I couldn’t eat anymore and then vomited the contents of my stomach into the toilet. The eating process lasted 28 minutes.

Eating so much made me feel horrible, after vomiting I felt  better.