Inside, there is just one, tiny stool. Nobody´s around. It is a place to face the fact that there is nothing- nothing to expect. You can sit there. It is not unsafe but it is empty. Nobody can hurt you. You are not even afraid of being hurt. You are afraid of being alone. Why? Because you have chased everybody out. You are alone by your own doing. It is total loneliness.
(Meanings, Materials, and Milieu -- Reflections of Recent Work by Louise Bourgeois: from an Interview with Robert Storr, 1986)
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