What happens when we listen?
1. Time passes, and we lose track of it.
2. Accumulation: knowledge, experience.
3. The insight; the unknown; the unobserved.
4. The perpetual resonance of history.
Lost within the act of listening, I give attention to that which is often ignored: the high-pitched silence of a winter day; the whir of a movie projector displaying a silent film; the cavernous echo inside a museum. As we move through time, sound moves with us. We are all resonant objects, continuously absorbing sound waves that have been expanding since a boundless explosion heralded the birth of the Infinite at the dawn of time. Listening connects us to our beginnings and heralds our end.
What happens when we surrender to chance?
1. Time passes, and we ignore it.
2. Accumulation: ambiguities, connections.
3. The map; the accident; the intuition.
4. The selfless connections of serendipity.
Control begets mistakes. When we allow mistakes to become intentional, we embrace our identities as components within a greater collective rather than insisting on isolated autonomy. By forestalling our attempts to control our own messages, we allow ambiguity to act as an intermediary that facilitates dialog between our objects and our audiences. This activity is inherently counter-intuitive, as the urge to create order out of chaos is at the very heart of being an artist. We each embrace that urge in our own way.
What happens when we collect?
1. Time passes, and we keep track of it.
2. Accumulation: memorabilia, detritus.
3. The instinct; the pursuit; the order.
4. The mausoleum of all hope and desire.
My work as an artist, like my life, is a collection of my experiences. By mediating that collection through the capture and generation of specific sounds and images, I create my personal cultural identity. This activity parallels the way a museum attempts to define the cultural identity of the audience its mission serves.
As the objects collected define a collection, so collections define their collectors. By selecting objects and experiences to acquire, we focus on particulars within the endless random bombardments of a world beyond our control. We must have control over something; the act of collection presupposes a desire to possess, to classify, to order. We collect to fill a hole, as a substitute for something beyond our ability: to belong, to trust, or to love. A collection is accumulated throughout our personal histories, and is simultaneously within and beyond our control.
Over time, we gradually learn how to endure the hidden anguish we feel while a collection remains unfinished, whether we are acquiring objects or crafting them ourselves. How long we are willing to endure the suffering that accompanies our own incompletion determines what we are able to accomplish. A body of work is a collection. Works of long duration will benefit from the occasionally successful endurance of focused attention. The circle completes itself.
What happens when we endure?
1. Time passes, and we are acutely aware of it.
2. Accumulation: patience, acumen.
3. The choice; the duration; the summation.
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