At the Berlin Biennial this year, a number of artistic endeavours examine various aspects of the city - few as show-stopping as a film about a Swedish woman who married the Berlin Wall:
"Among the broken lumps of masonry and rubbish is a shed in which a film by Lars Laumann tells the story of a Swedish woman who fell in love with the Berlin Wall and now believes they are husband and wife. In the dark, my jaw dropped. The story, I realised, is not a spoof. Eija-Riitta Berliner-Mauer really is Mrs Berlin Wall, and lives with her now retired husband, in the form of various small barbed-wire-topped models of himself, in a village in northern Sweden. She says the day the wall came down was an absolute disaster, but she loves her wall just the same. As well as her beloved husband and numerous cats, she also keeps various scale-models of guillotines for company. What turns her on is parallel lines, rectangular shapes, forms that divide (such as walls), and others that connect (such as bridges). Don't ask about the guillotines. She says she's an object-sexualist, and believes that objects have souls, feelings, desires and thoughts they share with her telepathically."
For more information see BerlinerMauer.se, a set of sites which also includes: The Berlin Wall - The Best and Sexiest Wall ever existed!!! and Love poems for the Berlin Wall.
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..and of course cats.
This really caught my eye, though, because I'm listening to one of my youtube playlists and just got Scorpion's 'Wind of Change'- stopped what I was doing, read heaps of comments (had to pause the autoplay) and totally immersed myself in Berlin Wall history, the politics behind the fall and all that... and 5 min later, find this on my reader. Fantastic!
She was on a Swedish TV show a couple of years ago as well, where she sort of admitted that she had "consummated" the relationship.
Looking at the definition of "relationship," it is clear that it requires participation between two "participants." In this case I only see her participating. I agree with JoBo, it is sad. I also agree that it's her life and she's entitled to live it out how she wants.
Actually, it's creepier that she sexualizes over miniature guillotines. The men in her neighbourhood must be very, very nervous.
...she's a brick ... house ... mighty, mighty, ... lettin' it all hang out ...
Whatever makes her happy. More power to her. This is fascinating.
I would rather haven fallen for The Queen Is Dead, to be honest with you :D
Sincerely,
Agent Pat E. Cake
Wall Enforcement Agency (WEA)
But I suspect she's got issues with other people. Trust issues and the like. And I could see that her love for something that is a barrier, a divider, might be a bit symbolic of boundary issues. I'd be willing to bet she was abused. But, like Freud said, "Sometimes, a cigar is just a cigar.". Might benefit from therapy,though.
Also, I wonder if it's just some objects that are ultra significant, but all objects are significant, or just that handful of objects that matters. Is it just the wall and the guillotines that she's in telepathic communication with, or is it everything? In a way, that would be sort of zen and a little bit cool, a union with all the matter in the universe type thing, but would seriously make life difficult for her.
She must probably be also turned on by their historical value or their severing qualities: guillotines... Berlin Wall... They all split something in two.
There are even people who 'get off' on things like mathematics, religion or nature.
Sexuality is so fluid and diverse that it shouldn't be pigeon-holed into one model. Let your freak shine!