Your Green Dot is So Hot

Your Green Dot is So Hot
Barbora Fastrová & Johana Pošová
Galerie Ferdinanda Baumanna, Prague
Curated by Christina Gigliotti
March 22nd – April 23rd 2017
Photography: Michal Ureš
All Images copyright of the artist and GFB
Full exhibition documentation on Footnotes on Art

Computer in my lap, eyes fixed on the top right corner of the screen. Your name appears and starts to throb. My ribs jab my spleen. It must mean something that we’re online at the same time, like two people in different cities both staring up at the moon.

Message read on Sunday at 9:47pm, two and a half days ago.

I put my phone on silent mode in the movie theater. Can you imagine if you messaged me and it made a loud sound and everyone around glared at me? Yeah, silent mode, just to make sure. Just in case. In case you message me. We’d laugh about it later when we were together and I’d feign embarrassment to make you think I was a bit annoyed, not at all like receiving your message was the best part of my day. 

Nothing yet. I comfort myself by thinking something terrible must have happened to you.

Maybe your hands got chopped off so you can’t type.

I’m starting to think our relationship may be a little one-sided.