BEAT THE PISTOL

BEAT THE PISTOL

“Space”, both in concept, and physicality, defines understanding. In every moment, the quality of found, and the satisfaction of construction, exist as a means to build up and tear down experience.

Existing within this natural tension, the product of successful manipulation intentionally notes that fate is both self-made, yet predetermined. As the studio becomes a construction site, images narrate past moments in present contexts. Was it real? Imagined?

Buildings are blown up, cars crash, flowers wilt, people walk away. The sun shines, babies are born, money is spent, the spectacle of life continues.

As thus, I have learned that a literal direction cannot be a destination. i.e. there is always more West, more everything; more moments in-between, more things growing and dying, as one.

When you BEAT THE PISTOL, you disqualify yourself, while simultaneously accepting the head start you received.

What great pleasure.