Lying in wait

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Lying in Wait

The stability of a fixed line or point quickly falls into a directionless arena of lines awaiting collapse. The tension within things nearing collapse and losing their distinctive form allows the presence of an unidentifiable essence. Within these entropic and fluctuating moments, the material is elevated and poses meaning toward the realm of potentiality. These things, lines, found and discarded materials are craving an escape from their habitual form to resemble a kind of spiritual torment. 

Things remain hovering, leaning and ‘lying in wait’.[1]  Gaps of silence numb the mind before being punctured by pathetic bits of black. A mindless and scattered attentiveness underpins the work to create a space that refuses the certainty of arrival. Rather, the work bathes in the sheer presence of things standing at the point of departure and the edge of collapse. 

The hefty tower of disembodied milk crates stands tentatively. It manages to carry just enough for it to remain levitating above its own death pit. Pockets of sunscreen goo slowly work at loosening the tape and releasing the sculptures core tensions, so that it may become just what it is; a pile of junk. But it considers itself much too important to throw itself away, to reveal all that it is as nothing. 

[1] Peter Schwenger, “The Dream Narratives of Debris,” in The Tears of Things: Melancholy and Physical Objects (Minneapolis: University of Minnesota Press, 2006), 144.