French artist is entombed in rock for a week

A French artist was entombed yesterday inside a 12-tonne boulder for a week, saying: “I think I can take it.”
With the world’s press looking on, the two halves of the limestone rock were closed on Abraham Poincheval by workmen in a Paris modern art museum.
The 44-year-old had hollowed out a hole in the rock just big enough for him to sit, with a niche to hold supplies of water, soup and dried meat.
If he survives the ordeal, the artist will then attempt to hatch a dozen eggs by sitting on them for weeks on end.
Just before he stepped inside the rock at the Palais de Tokyo museum, Poincheval told AFP that claustrophobia was the least of his worries. “We are already locked into our own bodies,” he said.
Instead he was more anxious about stopping his mind running riot during his confinement. “We did a little test yesterday and it was absolutely incredible. It felt like like I was being carried off on a raft,” the artist said. “One of the big challenges will be to hold onto reality.”
The artist has spent months mentally and physically preparing himself for the practicalities of life inside the rock, where he will sit up with his arms outstretched.
Holes have been bored for air and cables for a heart monitor and an emergency video link.
His only other comforts are a cushion and a couple of books “for helping to pass the time, although I don’t think I will be able to read all the time”.
His reading material is certainly not light. He has packed the Polish philosopher Zygmunt Bauman’s classic text Liquid Modernity and a new novel by French author Celine Minard, Le Grand Jeu (The Great Game), about a women who cuts herself off from modern life in a hi-tech mountain refuge.
Poincheval is no stranger to bizarre and hair-raising performances.
He once spent a fortnight inside a stuffed bear eating worms and beetles, was buried under a rock for eight days and navigated France’s Rhone river inside a giant plastic corked bottle.
He has crossed the Alps in a barrel and last year spent a week on top of a 20m pole outside a Paris train station like the stylite saints of the early Christian church.
He has also played at being a human mole, and crossed France on foot in a straight line with a friend.
Poincheval said his new performance, which he calls “Stone”, was “a voyage through geological time” where he would become the “beating heart” of the rock.
“Rocks are a living repository of time,” he added.