Conceptuality meets the concrete. In the texture of a materialized vector. In the dimension of the coordinate point. The absolute is the starting point. Up and down, fictional notions, confirmation of human consciousness, have disappeared. There is amount, direction, and orientation. There is no gravity. In the vacuum of the unspeakable, a new truth grows. Here, the form is a product of careful selection. Flatness and spatiality are intertwined. History, present and future clash in the moment. The clarity of form is relativized by coincidence; movement, speed and overlap; by accepting the incidental. Conditions out of control. Layering dies through re-creation. Forgetfulness and memories spring through irregular rhythms; repeated but not duplicated. Iterate. By the constant act of iteration, the process is identified with the form and the form with the process. Stability is apparent; as well as my awareness of time. The abstract contradicts the figurative. Intuition reigns.
K.D.
K.D.