It is time to grapple with a developing situation, time to grab the fundamental stuff with both hands and coax it into submission. It is time to refudiate the opposition, to push it pull it, jump in and embrace its depth and potential. It is time to enjoy feeling the presence of the eye and vision of the mind. That is what we are dealing with here.
This is a dark art. It recognizes that the base and the surface are the same thing, a veil that only covers itself. It manifests itself as a gauzy fog that shatters into faceted fragments of kinky realness that poke us in the eye. It is a magic that is difficult to see even though it is happening right in front of us.
This work attests to the power of materiality. We are allowed our agency to see things outside of their worldly context, in a field where we experience sensations that go beyond normal perception. It is an art that unweaves a web of frightening proportions with breath so light that it may almost appear inconsequential. At the same time it is a theatrical monster that actively engages light and space to create a shelter of debased elegance, glowing with infinite potential, whose humble and forlorn familiarity negates the false promises of banal individuality.