BUTT PROJECT

Butt Project is a three-part video art series created from Google Meet recordings with three muses. It approaches the butt as a critical locus of embodiment, visibility, and transformation. The butt becomes an altar in the church of shame, a threshold where protest and submission, eroticism and spirituality, vulnerability and power converge.The project unfolds through three dimensions of corporeality: the ritual (the butt as a sacred organ of confession and sacrifice), the traumatic (the butt as the site of shame, pain, and psychic fracture), and the playful (the butt as an object of parody, laughter, and erotic game). By holding these registers together, the work reveals the body as a contradictory field where humiliation and transcendence, violence and grace, coexist and transform into one another.At its core, Butt Project situates itself at the intersection of ritual practice, feminist critique, and psycho-emotional inquiry. The butt functions both as object and as lens: a surface for the projection of cultural codes and a living organ of confession, rebellion, and metamorphosis.

Structure of Works

Butt #1  Revelation and Prayer (Barcelona, December 2024)

We spoke of God and sex.

She said her aggression was more Hitlerian, more rigid, almost impossible to embrace. Then she added, “Aggression is a gift. When you scream, you grant yourself the right to be seen.” Mariam speaks of visibility as revelation, of anger as a raw and necessary force.I have always been drawn to butts. The butt is the sacred grail in the church of shame, resting on the altar of our dirty, sensitive essence. It is the great activation button of life, our first encounter with the hand of God: the doctor’s firm slap, followed by our startled cry, welcoming the first breath.I am an experienced flogger. My parents sexualized me early, opening a strange and dangerous sweetness, eroticism and art as one way of touching the world, if only for a moment. Now, in Barcelona, I explore the God of the Butt, the tension between protest and submission.There is power in the act of demonstration. Look closely at how much shadow the butt gathers. When the sun is high, most of it disappears into shade, glowing like the moon with quiet mystery. At sunrise and sunset, when the sun touches the earth, the butt is fully revealed, catching light in all its sculptural glory.Shame and fear, those ancient tools of control, are defied by the bold, radiant butt. It carries the weight of our minds, the tricks we play, the chaos we create. Butt No. 1 revealed to me the duality of prayer, the surrender to our human shit and the alchemy of that filth turning into gold.I watch, breathless, as the bold transform into the humble, those who recognize their smallness and insignificance, standing on the edge of a vast inner void where the light of all Gods longs to pour in.There are butts you want to whip, and there are butts you want to enter with your whole spirit, your knowledge, and your love. There is great power in being empty enough to let joy penetrate.Bowed with our heads to the earth, we embody an ecstatic confession of our nature, whispering to the universe: Take me, so that I may feel part of your greatness and your grand design.Timid and audacious alike, butts perform the most intricate tricks of being human. The sun rises. The moon rises. Ninety-two moons of Jupiter rise, bright-eyed Io, covered in volcanoes, trembling in her fiery dance.

Butt #0  "Je suis si gai, je suis si triste"

 Anyuta, in my life, is an intense muse. 

She provoked much, including this work. She entered the session emptied out, just after her birthday, gutted by events and by her own will. We filmed longer than usual, and we spoke longer too. Somewhere in the chessboard rhythm of silliness and silence, her insides stretched open and spilled out. Anyuta is beautiful.
I am caught by her blue, her pink, her pearlescence, like a foolish little fish taken by the lure. For a long time I could not look at this material. I thought it was hopeless. Now it has become one of my favorite works. Here I sing her unraveling.
I relish the presence, the revelation, the ordinary world of objects dissolving as she does. There is so much painting in this. Painting that, for me, always arrives with noise, with interruption, with the need to shout over something.

Butt #3 

For this piece I use a recording of ritual chanting from the island of Bali, the Kecak, an audio memory from my first trip there. The model lives in Bali, and I combine this with a traditional Catalan chant performed before the Christmas Mass at the Basilica of Santa Maria del Mar in Barcelona.This sound dialogue creates a bridge between our locations and opens a pathway to explore femininity refracted through multiple cultural layers. The model herself is an aspiring yoga master, a mother, and an embryologist. Her physical and mental presence ignites a profound creative impulse for me.The subtitles contain a hidden message reflecting on feminist art and the portrayal of women by women. The narrative begins with unconventional depictions of female beauty across genres, drawing on Renaissance masters and my own archaic fascination with a certain figure type, and concludes with the radical ruptures of feminist art.