Tuesday, July 14, 2009
The direct simplicity. Complexity as an idea generated through thought in the moment. As I assemble and cut and drill, an awareness of no connection is felt as separate and distant from what is. There is dust on things, there are loose ends. There is an awareness of things not working out, yet there is no one for whom this happens. When one looks at "it" there is obviously no beginning and no end. Thus space is felt or not felt. Success and failure relinquish to not even having individual meanings apart from the interrelatedness of their own relationship.