Possible time, unending liminality, an anxious lisp, potent moments, a retired self, former angst, age appropriate, weakened knees, a hanging gasp.
There is a moment where we begin to know time in a bodily sense. It is not an immediate shift, but a slow drip that leaks in. This plodding corporeal change sets off an awareness of our mortality and the slipperiness of permanence–we begin to know youth only as it has left us. While youth may have come and gone, there is always unfinished business. Our attempts to close the loop on unrequited love, endeavors incomplete, or trials never to be passed, pull us back to “what-ifs” and questions of potential time spent elsewhere, no matter the limits of our bodily capacity.
– Jameson Paige, curator
The Three Pieces shown here are:
soft climb (to carabiner)
red velvet attached with carabiner
Retiring the RodeoH
strap on, pvc pipe, roofing material, soft balls
video installation with clipboard, runtime 30 minutes