The work is rigorous, it takes me through boot camp for fools, so fast and making it up as I go along that I don’t have a moment to inquire that surely it has the wrong artist.  I open my mouth to begin, and it says, “put it in EVERYTHING”  by way of the filing/saving screen suggesting a location folder named EVERYTHING for the new document.

Muse makes me look again at my photos, this time scattered on the screen, which worketh for me so, and I see I see I see the seeing of the butterfly wing and the light on the screen, and I also see the future, the constructed, the made world the shadows addressing made scapes.

I frequently find the new diving site in the very last moment of the prior work.  This shadow and light scape in the sliver in the middle was created as a very last minute’s last impulse quick addition without much weighing.  It  even involved on the last morning of installation, a last moment steering wheel jockeying to get into the American Science and Surplus parking lot in my go-kart in the squeaky cold snow, where the second-to-last thing I grabbed was a stack of 5 3” circular mirrors, all shabby on the edges and pick the best ones out of the bin with your bare fingers.  The very last thing I grabbed, the thing that grabbed me by the coat hood and yanked me back into the store after I had paid, gathered myself, and taken three steps away from the cashier, the very last thing was the question from my lips, ‘do you have a crystal ball?’  I had to back up when she said yes.

The last aspect I did on the wall of what-is-supposed-to-go-there that stayed blank behind my scaffold for the week.  The mirror was the very last thing.  Its suspension system was divined by way of making wire-work fun of fancy eyeglasses like the kind some architects wear, with the little bitty cables and cool near-invisibility, the specs with the hermeneutical implications.  I had to get the ties really tight and I could already hear the ticking high heels of the curator in the hallway. So I visualized the eyeglasses, their spare, silvery intensity, and indeed the spirit of them obliged generously.