MAPPING THE DARK: A MUSEUM OF AMBIENT DISORDERS
A gallery installation is like a book that can unfurl a sequence of ideas within the confines of a given space. In a photograph I saw many years ago, a small boy is standing in profile holding something cupped in his hands. A little girl stands facing him, leaning forward, her neck extended forward as far as it will go to get a look inside his hands.
But her elbows are retracted backwards as if pulling back. That is the tension of looking that I aspire to engender in an audience: the transfer of information, as a slow unfolding, with the slight threat of a shock of understanding at an unexpected juncture.