Henry is coming
A video work that will be projected onto a screen that would fill a portion of the space.
The screen will be made on-site to fit the dimensions of the gallery. Approximately 3.5 x 2 meters.
-Rring rring, hello, is this the Ffuture? This is the present calling. Where did you go?
How strange, when did the past become a pastiche? Everyone has a different year, but I would like to say mine is 1997, or was it 2013. The past isn’t moulding in a cupboard.
It fizzes and pops with electric neuroticism.
It’s coming to a screen near you in 4k.
Is it some sort of compulsive trap?
Let’s look in the museum then. To have a nation, a museum needs to curate its history and design its identity. Where is the way in?
Caught pounding our noses on large glass panes, perhaps we never left.
How can you leave what isn’t there? Handful of memories of what has never been.
An experience of something new and unique is always already gone.
A sick déjà vu.
Ah, hello again. You. You. You. Let’s look at something new.
Are you watching me? How comforting it is for you to render me insolvent.
Coherent temporalities dissolve through fibre optics, spitting out sputtering speculations.
Not all memories are sad.