Sonja Sekula

" 'I love words-to me writing is drawing.' So says artist Sonja Sekula. And so it is her hands in Kathrin Schaeppi's hands in this book in your hands. Schaeppi makes words into shapes into painting into ambiguiated memoir-who is speaking?-of artist on artist. There is true pain here; attempts at survivial. And there is art. This book can be read through the lens of gender: Sekula was a persecuted lesbian, and under acknowledged female artist among the big boys. Can be read through the lens of madness. Through ekphrasis. Perhaps even through the glass of the empathic. Untimately, though, what…