As I was lying on his carmine red bed I tried to remember, how and why it all started. I was 17 when I met that mysterious man. I thought there was something mesmerizingly odd about him. Scruffy look and sharp lines, running wildly, connecting in a tangled net of wrinkles, slowly disappearing into stubble, this gave his face a distinctive rough feature. Except, he was not old. I say, a word 'enough' would do. He was mature enough, yet young enough. The thing that I found irresistible and terrifying at times was his glare. He looked at me and I would feel how deep and strong was his drive. From that first look onwards, it was all red whips, painted chains, burgundy ropes and other peculiarities as such. All shiny and all finished with metal elements, painted deep red. As though designed to reflect your expression of pain and pleasure. I will tell you now; none of those above, neither "sticks nor stones" would break any of my bones or bring me to shame, far from it. I had no idea how much further I could go for that Man.
I watched the bathroom door open and waited exited for what's to come. A small lust red tin robot rolled out slowly as if its battery was dying.
Aaah... a role-play day...

ARTIST: Liu Dao 六岛
MEDIA: RGB LED display, acrylic painting, paper collage, teakwood frame
DATE: Made in island6, Shanghai 2013
SIZE: 48(W)×67(H)×5(D) cm | 19(W)×26.4(H)×2(D) inches

CREDITS: Xu Yihan 徐义涵(painting) • Thomas Charvériat (art direction & technical guidance) • Anto Lau (art direction & animation) • Guan Yan 官彦 (production supervisor) • Yeung Sin Ching 杨倩菁 (production supervisor) • Jean Le Guyader (documentation) •Weronika Nossowicz

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