off chair and onto scaffold, to fundamentally change the room, to make and test installed objects in staggered two’s, one in the immediate, in the room, and the other on paper, in planning and exploration. I see now, the entrance,

It’s always a specific, a very formed specific,

i roll my eyes toward the cosmic git-to,

A much larger intervention shows itself, dwarfing my mind’s eye with a more substantial, contiguous, readable body, that uses light and shadow, reflection, obviating features of the room, like disappearing the ceiling. The placement is a little dr caligari, it alters the entry.

In the vision-eye, I saw sewn-in mylar panels.  Set out to fabricate, I shimmied between my aluminum ladder and Pan, hung by his elbow prong from a shelf in my supply closet. He guards the cardboard tube cement form that catches all the rolled up items, canvas and screen, the long poles for the paint roller and the mop, and the extra lengths of aluminum conduit. I was hoping to find a roll of mylar, but no. I’ve given myself iron chef parameters: I have to use what’s in the studio.

So these first iterations are of aluminum mesh. I’m shown just about everything when I gaze into the space, all the sculpting I might be doing to feature special effects like Moire, when I know those kinds of features have to come second, they have to be the obvious right solution for movement, in this case

counter     |     balance

I could be doing so much more with what I’ve already got going. ‘like ME,’ Pan hollers from the closet. ‘where are my guts?! Bring me my guts, my pancreas and my gall bladder, my liver, and my lungs, my fez!’

as a fictional unit, a nexus, a version of a possibility, or fit little words like stitches, Muse shows me to catch the lightfall midair, like a wiggling Chinese dragon float. of all the possible materials, acrylic and aluminum, that might catch the light doing things, freeze it, make it pause for the eye, a spectacle. a studio photographer in Utah once told me, ‘people just want to look.’

Build the work outward from the light to show the something in the unseen, to see and be the teeming.