If from Deleuze ' s point of view life is always in a state of becoming one could say that life is waiting to be . One is always in a liminal point from one state to another . As one reaches a point immediately is on the way to another . Life is full of gaps , intervals .
In the documentation of the piece the arrival of every hour is accounted for through the punched cards and a photograph of the artist just after punching each card . Even the 133 hours that he missed punching either because he was asleep ,