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Published on Jan 29, 2009
Gino Rubert. Someone knocks on our door. We stop what ever we were doing. We walk to the door, we lay our hands on it as if we were to stop a trailer, and we look through the little hole. We see without being seen. And in the silence of that moment we feel omnipotent. We can act as if we werent there and just stare at the person on the other side of the door until he or she decides to leave. And meanwhile we can insult himor her or undress them with our imagination. We can also claim to be someone else and tell them that we are not at home because weve died or because weve fallen in love with someone with whom weve left to never come back. I can only think of a more impudent look: that one of the professional voyeur who uses cameras or telescopes to introduce him self into other peoples homes and look at them while they do intimate things such as go to bed or watch through their door keyhole to see whos on the other side.