The parameters – two exhibition spaces – suddenly not so over-purchased in optics. most of the work is soldering and fooling with wires of the live and inert kinds both, and the space preparations – curtains and tidy hiding places for the transformers which today and not tomorrow I must order more.

I take a curt breath, the kind the subordinate take to assume a little more authority, and look Muse in the eye, ‘I need a Tonto.  I always had a Tonto.’  Muse replies, ‘I have a Tonto.’  I decide to not say anything, since I can’t wait to see it either, these optics lit up the right way and held in place with the way the wires may look.  What will be called for aesthetically, I haven’t been shown – the Danish spectacles, knot mass, silver mesh – It gets shown when I work, and all I have time to do is the bare minimum – catching myself at my own lesson planning – if I can’t manage “spare” then there’s always its lower iteration, “about out of time.”

Machine as Tonto, until further notification.   Clean up and unwrap optics, and go to pilates, and stage for the incoming installations.  Today – the biz. Remainder of week – the art and the work of the art.  Wires.  Solder.  Scaffolding.

Time Passes

This one, this juice glass from West Virginia, is iridescent.  Malevich grabs at the blackwrap with a ghostly fist, but his confounded hand passes right through the roll, and I am left to do it for him.  The period last year I spent unable to make any real art for folding and bending the blackwrap comes back around.  See, it’s a juice glass and a light.  I am dealing with all the Tonto issues… how to get the glass clean and pristine what with all the manhandling to wire it.  Fortunately I have a glass cleaner from that kit that will not rust the wire.  Perfecto. Up to and including the Frankenstein setup for the emitter.   Beautiful without decoration.