"The voice is a seam, the voice is a cut, the voice is a rip, the voice is my identity, it is not body or spirit, it is not language or image, it is sign, it is sign of images, it is sign of sensuality. It is sign of symbols, it is border. It speaks the 'divided body', it is hidden in the clothes of the body, it is always somewhere else. The breath of life is its source.
(VALIE EXPORT, excerpt from the transcript)