With just four weeks left to see Alia Syed’s mesmerizing film installation Eating Grass at LACMA, Unframed offers an excerpt of the experimental film and its poetic script. Eating Grass is constructed around the Muslim tradition of five daily prayers, and this excerpt uses Zohar—mid-afternoon prayer—as its starting point. To learn more about Syed and the making of the film, read this Q&A between the filmmaker and Julie Romain, LACMA’s Assistant Curator of South and Southeast Asian Art, published in September 2012. Eating Grass is on view on the fourth floor of the Ahmanson building until July 28, 2013.
Excerpt from Eating Grass (2003) by Alia Syed
The Washing line.
They hadn’t always lived alone. The household had shrunk over the years. Each departure leaving the remaining members slightly less secure, but not because of economics. After their father died they got rid of the cook.
Their mother died.
Before the eldest sister married she intimated in hushed tones something about the chauffeur.
The youngest daughter left, they got rid of the caretaker.
And so it was just the two of them, two women alone in a beautiful house enclosed within a ten-foot wall. The women were very fastidious—both about their appearance and the appearance of their house.
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Sight was regulated, shapes where continually refashioned. The race was on to find the perfect cloth, one that molded perfectly around the body.
A maid came every day to wash their clothes and clean their house.
Houses were getting taller, the population was growing.
The two sisters construed that the neighbors who could now see their washing line would also be able to imagine the shape of their bodies. So they asked the maid, if it would be possible, whilst drying their garments to conceal them by laying them on top of each other.
Eventually permission was granted to leave the country.
The two sisters started to make their preparations; they asked the maid to
Construct a very strong washing line, one that would extend around and upwards towards the top of the house. The maid called all of her daughters to come and help construct the line and wash the clothes.
In the city where they lived, it hadn’t rained for five years. On the night that the washing was completed an unexpected downpour hit the city. That night and the following day the whole city rejoiced. All, except for the sisters, who were found by the maid weeks later, just before the beginning of the month of Moharam.