Neon Range 02, 2015
Cold-Rolled Steel, Enamel, Sand, 50" x 76" x 5"
Certain experiences warrant extra investigation; the deep lavender aurora of polar midnight sun, the thundering emergence of black island-mountains draped in fluorescent white. Their niche in the memory palace is warped by the lens of frequent revisitation. There is no conveying of these sublime images; they fade, over time, into anecdotes of themselves. The slow morph of mimetic futility. Better, then, to embrace the impossibility of these instances. Better to abandon interstellar translation for the stranger reality that is the ordinary, in the blind hope of accidentally evoking just one fleeting moment of pale transcendence.