Titania Seidl. Mary Sue (her face reads like language)

23.03.2019 - 24.03.2019

Gastatelier Höherweg 271, Düsseldorf / Deutschland

Your new face has made you even more appealing. Now without cracks again, I calm myself by rhythmically touching it. I leave smears of dirt and hand cream on your smooth surface. Traces of my tender touch. I often submit you to a close inspection - soon after I’ve had you fixed, I realized that your new face doesn’t fit quite as well as your old one. On your right side, just on the edge, the two materials don’t align, there’s a small gap, a groove that I can absentmindedly slide my fingernails into when they’re not cut short.... When I press into your side right there, your front gives in but then bounces back out again. There’s a small sound that comes out when I do this, a scraping click, plastic against metal. It comforts me to feel you tighten and release but I do it rarely so as not to hurt you.
When I take you outside into the cold, you sometimes refuse to do as I ask. Stubborn as a mule, just like me, and not a fan of winter. We’re so alike, you and I. Sometimes you go dark for almost an hour, making me worry, and then come back on as if nothing had happened. I think you have learned how to lie. Something about you has gone off and I like it.

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