The piece is built on a framework of tracking down and up a parking garage staircase, with a carwash in the basement, (since demolished) the same take repeated a number of times, and therefore a different, but same repetition. A second strand of the work is formed by an ostensibly unconnected set of ideas and concerns, dealing with the gradual movement of our social system from a democratic, to an oligarchic global system. The gradual abstraction of the staircase into colour fields, text, the actress singing and repeating a dialog sequence to camera, make a shifting montage without narrative connection. There is no metaphor in this work.It‘s a loose bag of ideas, some connected, others just there as images, to be organized by the viewer, not really an essay, but thoughts on despair.We live in a political reality whether we like it or not, our ideas about the world, our ability to act on it are all products of largely unthought ideas , a narrative ordering of our expectations that is often completely wrong. Our social world is a political construct and all our work inhabits that however unmediated it might seem.
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